tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81628088308161106542024-03-18T20:03:24.531-08:00No Cats Allowed - The Kracker Cat BlogGrahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.comBlogger207125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-47691066405798014762014-07-25T09:23:00.002-08:002014-07-25T09:23:46.088-08:00Carrizo - a most thoughtful and contemplative character<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Another post just to make certain this blog stays online and does not get pulled for inactivity! I would hate to lose all the earlier work.</div>
Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-44005743884757685662014-05-16T21:31:00.002-08:002014-05-16T21:31:32.320-08:00Just to keep this blog alive as an archive<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Much has happened in the world of Grahamn Kracker and the Kracker Kats since I last posted in this blog in 2009. I am not going to try to update or start posting on a regular basis, but I got a little worried that if I didn't make a new post then sooner or later Google might delete this blog and the record I created with it.<div>
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So I make this post just to help ensure this does not happen.</div>
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Up until December, 2013, I did continue to blog at wasillaalaskaby300.squarespace.com through the end of 2011 and then kept a new blog, logbookwasilla.com through 2013. Both blogs remain online and cats frequent both.</div>
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I am taking a temporary hiatus of perhaps a year or more from blogging. I have been posting on instagram as @billhess, where cats also make frequent appearances.<br /><br /></div>
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Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-79458635346499556162009-12-06T00:21:00.006-09:002009-12-06T00:36:22.170-09:00Kitty cats and Mormon missionaries<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2qA6kkojQcaI89MTKsbuKPyDAryI11ciu_1MSpg0ogbvrMUaMln1BzFJlNChKuOs50LWevuKzDbEFje6hAdpG9a3_2X0uqxh3fK3-T4fGP1g9SXVGKgdh1w6GQGudeVzpyTr55RHHK0G3/s1600-h/Missionaries_Royce-8996.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2qA6kkojQcaI89MTKsbuKPyDAryI11ciu_1MSpg0ogbvrMUaMln1BzFJlNChKuOs50LWevuKzDbEFje6hAdpG9a3_2X0uqxh3fK3-T4fGP1g9SXVGKgdh1w6GQGudeVzpyTr55RHHK0G3/s400/Missionaries_Royce-8996.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412051452057183890" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;"><b>I heard a knock upon my door</b></span> the other evening and opened it to find two Mormon missionaries standing upon the porch. So I invited them in to meet the cats. Here they are, the young Elder Smith and the young Elder Wadsworth, posing with Royce, who is very old, even though he is younger than they.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHJp4VGs63RFL7Ajuo35LHBjWcfdMTrZUmg44jjP5TsZPwcYprInv4UhTwc7-JCs54Dbyg-Oepl5KVTlzXuGD8av7QV35GatMJXEjIpxzlxdD0nwesyg8aFa5lldv8tgRo5EyaunNoJiwQ/s1600-h/Missionaries_Muzzy-8999.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHJp4VGs63RFL7Ajuo35LHBjWcfdMTrZUmg44jjP5TsZPwcYprInv4UhTwc7-JCs54Dbyg-Oepl5KVTlzXuGD8av7QV35GatMJXEjIpxzlxdD0nwesyg8aFa5lldv8tgRo5EyaunNoJiwQ/s400/Missionaries_Muzzy-8999.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412051448617408146" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Muzzy comes to get in the picture.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgayTrg3KuVtPXnFQ5NR7G7sRmZ7_8ldCgoagiDWUKd-Ew3cMK6Ofqtnn8z91vite2pCnhjZ2xwKwF6IFZHfbgMK_RUxxb8u7j2_vV-R9YsywYa8hANZ-ooo6ujFmnNnMs6tvi_XcrkqA1-/s1600-h/Missionaries_Muzzy-9000.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgayTrg3KuVtPXnFQ5NR7G7sRmZ7_8ldCgoagiDWUKd-Ew3cMK6Ofqtnn8z91vite2pCnhjZ2xwKwF6IFZHfbgMK_RUxxb8u7j2_vV-R9YsywYa8hANZ-ooo6ujFmnNnMs6tvi_XcrkqA1-/s400/Missionaries_Muzzy-9000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412051445683316482" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">He terrifies the missionaries, so I have to take him to the garage.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD-JB6Ib85OvzcMoKL0XP0F_dZgN42jNp_tei53aSAkpgITbLJf6gQxrNmW5LUzqihoCWg5DxA2sAgtWOjOs_y9ykTzfCMJAMVSnS6CoKPuAAnXcYhdQpBGaNHjw79GrqmjEpCHjd8wcyt/s1600-h/Missionaries_Royce_Martigne-9007.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 390px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD-JB6Ib85OvzcMoKL0XP0F_dZgN42jNp_tei53aSAkpgITbLJf6gQxrNmW5LUzqihoCWg5DxA2sAgtWOjOs_y9ykTzfCMJAMVSnS6CoKPuAAnXcYhdQpBGaNHjw79GrqmjEpCHjd8wcyt/s400/Missionaries_Royce_Martigne-9007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412051434694617842" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Martigny comes to bless them with her presence. The missionaries wanted to baptize the two cats, but both refuse. Mormons believe in total immersion. These cats will not be immersed.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKBAqGdrTpxHXzDy1f0pmHMVJgdNBCeJxpvxfBPJzGWWfbbwtDTFrg-ssAOCdMpraIYFcDOJMa4W6Q6BLuGMxqgcpAf3n_Dj4u8uINh-e3PYpyGHTBdPx5q7n2K7hULypLnaV8IzB8o64/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce-8981.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKBAqGdrTpxHXzDy1f0pmHMVJgdNBCeJxpvxfBPJzGWWfbbwtDTFrg-ssAOCdMpraIYFcDOJMa4W6Q6BLuGMxqgcpAf3n_Dj4u8uINh-e3PYpyGHTBdPx5q7n2K7hULypLnaV8IzB8o64/s400/Kalib_Royce-8981.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412051434379335890" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br />Wry and Royce. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Some of you may have already discovered that that other Wasilla blogger in the parallel universe has posted pictures identical to these on his blog. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;">He does things like that, sometimes. It makes me very angry.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;">I punched him in the nose, once, but the blow broke my own nose, so now I just let him get away with it.</span></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-71362538489904495522009-11-25T21:17:00.005-09:002009-11-25T21:47:10.891-09:00Wry, Royce and cheese - the love story between the orange cat and the baby-turned-toddler-turned-little boy continues<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhq-8fyaDypq7Ux1Lwosxi0CPmO5WCs9u0nRifkgx4Y_YFV4bjGy_C95fl7Thsc9sTGgeTlEBly7vEbVBWuWftwbBFHQFC1i-vfYCfpWQ0u1yBmOBxotGdAMw_flVIcGQPjHQTRFha6LBD/s1600/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8358.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhq-8fyaDypq7Ux1Lwosxi0CPmO5WCs9u0nRifkgx4Y_YFV4bjGy_C95fl7Thsc9sTGgeTlEBly7vEbVBWuWftwbBFHQFC1i-vfYCfpWQ0u1yBmOBxotGdAMw_flVIcGQPjHQTRFha6LBD/s400/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8358.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408293393392701138" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">Wry grows ever more articulate</span>. In the evening, I point my camera towards him and he suddenly shouts, "Cheese!" Another word in his vocabulary! But where did he pick it up from? I never tell anyone to say cheese. To do so would be to violate my photographic technique.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It must have happened at day care. At dare care, he gets his picture taken every day for the class on-line newsletter. The picture taker must have told him to say, "cheese!"</span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ_WzIUMa2pBNptBqn8O9X1AxhnXeqbSwaM12Q8TZV7MhV7frDS3IQv3_uabZuOZUFB6vBK3w-OjAwRxvi8y7ExfXEIDDmbiKJUxivSADqqGhlnqKLR_i0t53Zdp1oYpeZqWTixefGUH8b/s1600/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8371.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ_WzIUMa2pBNptBqn8O9X1AxhnXeqbSwaM12Q8TZV7MhV7frDS3IQv3_uabZuOZUFB6vBK3w-OjAwRxvi8y7ExfXEIDDmbiKJUxivSADqqGhlnqKLR_i0t53Zdp1oYpeZqWTixefGUH8b/s400/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8371.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408293389362262818" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Wry and Royce.</span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-D48VtkFfLPVWAIrACYB6BQXzYXqSlTrij39I6UxQlprQrKP3cu46u4W7h-W9S52xzMp_68H6kLSsPYjh1eTnAlj9ElLk1oGAQLhZD_E2Inar3YbnDuIdVuNZHuKWJ5nDindXThKLz77-/s1600/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8375.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-D48VtkFfLPVWAIrACYB6BQXzYXqSlTrij39I6UxQlprQrKP3cu46u4W7h-W9S52xzMp_68H6kLSsPYjh1eTnAlj9ElLk1oGAQLhZD_E2Inar3YbnDuIdVuNZHuKWJ5nDindXThKLz77-/s400/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8375.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408293381422253698" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Wry gives Royce a smooch.</span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJqe_3EdY6P2QW_rsneEUdzM_d8y-lWwLreXt30eD_0wAML7TLqQWnrZ1rqV82XMndEGocdKyOncitV1jjL7TbMYjj1DUKc6p-f6tQVyLlbbwC6oDAl4Kwgp_3pewn6bpbhk5iq0bcmVb7/s1600/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8376.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJqe_3EdY6P2QW_rsneEUdzM_d8y-lWwLreXt30eD_0wAML7TLqQWnrZ1rqV82XMndEGocdKyOncitV1jjL7TbMYjj1DUKc6p-f6tQVyLlbbwC6oDAl4Kwgp_3pewn6bpbhk5iq0bcmVb7/s400/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8376.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408293375595987042" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">After the smooch, Wry smiles.</span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdm4X09HmXi6kZe-oQXNN7Zmi_EyvGG9DSvBJShtX0GsobPkNE6uNnfQr9uOBAEupU19XvzWIHSOUrWabjNgY-zgq9HqQBFCyHXDzMf5fuAdx-p6xGEqmoUzle3antk2zc2f-Tv1oA-sG/s1600/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8383.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdm4X09HmXi6kZe-oQXNN7Zmi_EyvGG9DSvBJShtX0GsobPkNE6uNnfQr9uOBAEupU19XvzWIHSOUrWabjNgY-zgq9HqQBFCyHXDzMf5fuAdx-p6xGEqmoUzle3antk2zc2f-Tv1oA-sG/s400/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8383.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408293370605130578" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Then he notices that I am still taking pictures. "Cheese!" he shouts again.</span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Xd2A0fP2XAns9_fNQSrFh5GNrRxd7PcS4w4SycdUothoZ5_-hhpEe-pinOGvT8acW0dTVsi306D6WxgDYW79XcPmk3qVgABC4oyaqVruXQOsgoUvVfu30Bb8C01VWeRPlb-IwfPT2bkN/s1600/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8424.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Xd2A0fP2XAns9_fNQSrFh5GNrRxd7PcS4w4SycdUothoZ5_-hhpEe-pinOGvT8acW0dTVsi306D6WxgDYW79XcPmk3qVgABC4oyaqVruXQOsgoUvVfu30Bb8C01VWeRPlb-IwfPT2bkN/s400/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8424.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408293041851687234" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Wry gives Royce some love.</span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6zwEvrprrqSa54r6sg3fIbtjfi9WExN3uWIwuar4kTQApK4Q9dcs1CWdjXuPnPC3figXcaLzANp0L-yn4QWjv99TYl-23kGlQoyg953Zu9Yl0g6Jk99WvwTuwS5uxiQzIieiVag808tx/s1600/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8428.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6zwEvrprrqSa54r6sg3fIbtjfi9WExN3uWIwuar4kTQApK4Q9dcs1CWdjXuPnPC3figXcaLzANp0L-yn4QWjv99TYl-23kGlQoyg953Zu9Yl0g6Jk99WvwTuwS5uxiQzIieiVag808tx/s400/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8428.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408293041475502050" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">He pats his furry belly.</span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB8peGOzanMRSAkbHPgxPtelSJC_Z3BLeSnznbBD1nYfkQOr-JgHPaq_3KAmCV6wYt_s6utnWAWqK_XXNvqI84fHQqNEOqU_2zlvvb8BJ24Es-oOUDzuXehd2PkjgqbN8YeRtDs3rdJw0-/s1600/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8445.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 385px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB8peGOzanMRSAkbHPgxPtelSJC_Z3BLeSnznbBD1nYfkQOr-JgHPaq_3KAmCV6wYt_s6utnWAWqK_XXNvqI84fHQqNEOqU_2zlvvb8BJ24Es-oOUDzuXehd2PkjgqbN8YeRtDs3rdJw0-/s400/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8445.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408293034509306242" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">"Cheese!"</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtoJukg4cKnYHRO2roYsazc4CVZAOtxhdbOoRkKUQuMb9ZHzqRBHGVonZ1-1AR7MPHpWREHvK8B3BqYe4AI71DZxyT7XWYv3qgmZKmhaUyGLUnFHq8TusGPe1dQ6mt6-ou83G8VXDiO_Bl/s1600/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8457.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtoJukg4cKnYHRO2roYsazc4CVZAOtxhdbOoRkKUQuMb9ZHzqRBHGVonZ1-1AR7MPHpWREHvK8B3BqYe4AI71DZxyT7XWYv3qgmZKmhaUyGLUnFHq8TusGPe1dQ6mt6-ou83G8VXDiO_Bl/s400/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8457.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408293025475785890" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Oh, I tell you, this Royce is an indulgent cat!</span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPpnxbMacHNoudhZtb7kFJE9bjO-UH1eDNBG9Qsoj7IMqSBB_F-NcqQLzR25AeOM4gRgdTlADZ9iJFb4-Z59WshyphenhyphenZHDQblbDO_TyaXnbbJWyhqkpGzFjrR3L_Qw5Hn3NBnY6LOf050nhjI/s1600/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8475.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPpnxbMacHNoudhZtb7kFJE9bjO-UH1eDNBG9Qsoj7IMqSBB_F-NcqQLzR25AeOM4gRgdTlADZ9iJFb4-Z59WshyphenhyphenZHDQblbDO_TyaXnbbJWyhqkpGzFjrR3L_Qw5Hn3NBnY6LOf050nhjI/s400/Kalib_Royce_cheese-8475.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408293016414473986" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">We are very thankful for Wry </span>and Royce.</div></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-38943252185220645302009-11-12T19:13:00.001-09:002009-11-12T19:25:10.598-09:00Charlie the cat man comes to visit<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0dzrBgL7g620AHvR7BzVS8nnNvdZw9JyKdJsfjIrTTP0JUv3mDpCycv8FkBWn0jigP39QvE5WYGKaX2FsrrNVkQpd4v1N-yX8W5G2XRp8rwLKzaMQe1EKZ6AARiiWrq_kP6GPoQXjcEFr/s1600-h/Charlie_Royce_Melanie_Margie-0298.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0dzrBgL7g620AHvR7BzVS8nnNvdZw9JyKdJsfjIrTTP0JUv3mDpCycv8FkBWn0jigP39QvE5WYGKaX2FsrrNVkQpd4v1N-yX8W5G2XRp8rwLKzaMQe1EKZ6AARiiWrq_kP6GPoQXjcEFr/s400/Charlie_Royce_Melanie_Margie-0298.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403436142513869570" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">Charlie understands cats</span></b> and they understand him. Here he is with Royce, both observing the same thing.</div></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd1Qn0AFn8RjqHsof6ClA328Zc-f7KDvMpdpOGxzrPtsqOJZ2JeeF-2m7k5S3BYffm9DVOOCmxJVES5jfhmIHq2-i6MPRjadrUL9uPZFNO52kGj8RSGUbsjpVygHRhY4WYme8DT73glhAH/s1600-h/Charlie_Royce_Melanie_Margie-0313.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd1Qn0AFn8RjqHsof6ClA328Zc-f7KDvMpdpOGxzrPtsqOJZ2JeeF-2m7k5S3BYffm9DVOOCmxJVES5jfhmIHq2-i6MPRjadrUL9uPZFNO52kGj8RSGUbsjpVygHRhY4WYme8DT73glhAH/s400/Charlie_Royce_Melanie_Margie-0313.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403436136939319650" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">Royce needed a good brushing. Charlie gave it to him.</div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTl2RWq0AJiSjUzKlQb5P7B8InAEd5Bd7POXWeV5Bdl3rFHSYFXxBHxc29XhIzBJhgd6y2TrwAFsTGiCAhcHMuCxFItLQjWlK_1BtmR8gTx22H3Kr8g2glj_i8xTAqYY6IeUgqbj46fzqt/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce_Charlie-7512.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTl2RWq0AJiSjUzKlQb5P7B8InAEd5Bd7POXWeV5Bdl3rFHSYFXxBHxc29XhIzBJhgd6y2TrwAFsTGiCAhcHMuCxFItLQjWlK_1BtmR8gTx22H3Kr8g2glj_i8xTAqYY6IeUgqbj46fzqt/s400/Kalib_Royce_Charlie-7512.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403436133044620178" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">A bit later, little Wry came along, carrying socks.</div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV6QGTAXD83zTRUn401b3-DrlE-G0VwhikW4PxTCetRDm7pFc71E18a4tURtMRtHVH-bmoV-xB57f1_fEuu_TF8dXBwO2mriAoI6c9pivoxK_g3pA6cocVT_oHOwM30fgujgdtJiBGpBQb/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce_Charlie-7513.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV6QGTAXD83zTRUn401b3-DrlE-G0VwhikW4PxTCetRDm7pFc71E18a4tURtMRtHVH-bmoV-xB57f1_fEuu_TF8dXBwO2mriAoI6c9pivoxK_g3pA6cocVT_oHOwM30fgujgdtJiBGpBQb/s400/Kalib_Royce_Charlie-7513.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403436122696172610" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">Little Wry raises the socks into the air. What do you think he is thinking? What will happen next?</div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXu2ZPpL_gLg3YFqN0oK4qftaN1htTMx_pFH6w0sYswc360o5Aj4WvHgj_I3WQTtHE7fFxuYvg-SAhyphenhyphenYxb-XFwVIJ44OL8hdW07ee-nW8dM45IA1hCo67xlF0MTKUw7JfdKkaKjR3Pp8Gd/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce-7471.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXu2ZPpL_gLg3YFqN0oK4qftaN1htTMx_pFH6w0sYswc360o5Aj4WvHgj_I3WQTtHE7fFxuYvg-SAhyphenhyphenYxb-XFwVIJ44OL8hdW07ee-nW8dM45IA1hCo67xlF0MTKUw7JfdKkaKjR3Pp8Gd/s400/Kalib_Royce-7471.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403435688225318978" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">Good grief! Royce is wearing socks!</div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg81-h2jDeDOjjJywoGiNobB8zF-jJodWfFi6akMASrOoboRP_eDye-8B5tCcBiCROxerErL0S19G1WMqGB5SVWX1PS9c-W8LXBLG8f98DOISvMgf4fnJnje-Ij5GjDiCpbD_qt-6lEWo99/s1600-h/Melanie_Royce-0356.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg81-h2jDeDOjjJywoGiNobB8zF-jJodWfFi6akMASrOoboRP_eDye-8B5tCcBiCROxerErL0S19G1WMqGB5SVWX1PS9c-W8LXBLG8f98DOISvMgf4fnJnje-Ij5GjDiCpbD_qt-6lEWo99/s400/Melanie_Royce-0356.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403435680848360402" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">Royce goes to Tryskuit.</div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4qQBCNfR7Ncbr9QXkQNQ1qXSiSBkuSGXbIcEKsTbpFNyWy3yvoUyubpA_uXBHkMi6fz3C3cA9Qjdk-_Nsg9hS1_W24OZ4PnbH_FnaH08etR7uB0-nHt0-_8y2wnuFISppZMEkX5sjMWeX/s1600-h/Melanie_Royce-0367.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4qQBCNfR7Ncbr9QXkQNQ1qXSiSBkuSGXbIcEKsTbpFNyWy3yvoUyubpA_uXBHkMi6fz3C3cA9Qjdk-_Nsg9hS1_W24OZ4PnbH_FnaH08etR7uB0-nHt0-_8y2wnuFISppZMEkX5sjMWeX/s400/Melanie_Royce-0367.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403435678568262418" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">Royce and Tryskuit.</div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQaVl5lHZ9oFKy5kPePDoHG62eraZrus5J84Tyt384UfQut37-69Thg-I5nqs54sKDQikoOYOSWWrmtxURUSykT7CiJx65229P8h1pYFp8XquqA1w67HnQ4JgOF1F9ofOd7nmDVAz6UN2O/s1600-h/Royce-0371.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQaVl5lHZ9oFKy5kPePDoHG62eraZrus5J84Tyt384UfQut37-69Thg-I5nqs54sKDQikoOYOSWWrmtxURUSykT7CiJx65229P8h1pYFp8XquqA1w67HnQ4JgOF1F9ofOd7nmDVAz6UN2O/s400/Royce-0371.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403435674252446258" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">Royce relaxes by himself for awhile. Where is Charlie?</div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhakbypgB15qMXP-qgaO0zbnBgzki9X8uXIJKDqcX1_wmVpykV9F93_BDVQd5m2Mw7r-ahw-QDWQz24Dy0OpiWnnK1NZ5hMGDhdBbVGvpC5IvA9Np820NCEI4hzROzum1FLx1dBN9nJ-KRa/s1600-h/Charlie_Jim-0333.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhakbypgB15qMXP-qgaO0zbnBgzki9X8uXIJKDqcX1_wmVpykV9F93_BDVQd5m2Mw7r-ahw-QDWQz24Dy0OpiWnnK1NZ5hMGDhdBbVGvpC5IvA9Np820NCEI4hzROzum1FLx1dBN9nJ-KRa/s400/Charlie_Jim-0333.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403435664990247874" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">Why, Charlie is with Jim!</div></span></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-71258776717267296482009-10-24T23:00:00.003-08:002009-10-24T23:39:37.517-08:00Zed - the latest addition to the Kracker Cats<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQBdtLppuaribEEIsU-CK9oip3Y3HtshtlCzQpPMyszxZT9NA41908-ub60BQYGwg3z1Jo5MLA1-RTETFweDYm-_le3nJPbyFcDnemk6Cs6DW-DAOZF9JwBFi0D950ehs0lVE6_YYxBeoY/s1600-h/Lisa_Zed-6669.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQBdtLppuaribEEIsU-CK9oip3Y3HtshtlCzQpPMyszxZT9NA41908-ub60BQYGwg3z1Jo5MLA1-RTETFweDYm-_le3nJPbyFcDnemk6Cs6DW-DAOZF9JwBFi0D950ehs0lVE6_YYxBeoY/s400/Lisa_Zed-6669.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396426272738178338" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;"><b>Here is Nabysko with Zed</b></span> - the latest addition to the Kracker Cats. You will recall that Bryce, Nabysko's boyrfriend, is allergic to cats. That's why they went so long without a cat. But finally they got Juniper and, despite a bit of extra suffering, Bryce wanted them to have two cats.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Bryce liked Jim so much that he wanted that cat to be black. So, recently, they were down in Homer and they came up with this black kitten, Zed.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgkbwG_ns_T6t6MBlNGSJQl7ffqqdpInW_UIfgO47D_LyYSbXbTmMKhZUf7zs_4HhOVK6phcwOVjTHkduYM1QRTPjcImfrpyjw1tZVwLNmAcjLPYoDhqO7N-gPgNKxqRJyUWS6ZmsgwXz9/s1600-h/Lisa_Zed-6673.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgkbwG_ns_T6t6MBlNGSJQl7ffqqdpInW_UIfgO47D_LyYSbXbTmMKhZUf7zs_4HhOVK6phcwOVjTHkduYM1QRTPjcImfrpyjw1tZVwLNmAcjLPYoDhqO7N-gPgNKxqRJyUWS6ZmsgwXz9/s400/Lisa_Zed-6673.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396426113447959074" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">They bought a big, fancy, air cleaner that is going all the time. It has air-quality indicator lights - blue being best, red being worst. If the cats are a distance aways, the light is usually blue. If a cat come close, it turns red.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And here is Zed.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH7LGyyOHolqCAbkMz4LBiZjZRof-UnHXU_5rg81urZDIt5taokVEJiKYA0ekKO8TCo4d2AIdw7-vdNh7e0tH1hMl1ZplR_woe2Jp5IphsR1tgAGvrHQ8OYuMhDr3WvU4QQcp_IHE_Fpmj/s1600-h/Lisa_Zed-6721.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH7LGyyOHolqCAbkMz4LBiZjZRof-UnHXU_5rg81urZDIt5taokVEJiKYA0ekKO8TCo4d2AIdw7-vdNh7e0tH1hMl1ZplR_woe2Jp5IphsR1tgAGvrHQ8OYuMhDr3WvU4QQcp_IHE_Fpmj/s400/Lisa_Zed-6721.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396426109175610290" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It is very dark in Nabysko's apartment, and I complained about how hard this made it for me to take a picture. (Oh yes, I know, I could have used flash - but I HATE flash.)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tryskuit inserted a little light into the picture.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdCRUrTnn6fmgXbocdateM3Eutk-9JqvZL6ztb3Ah367uKMJh5QzwkAMX3IoLOPDLUhsIm1r4tucHybmAU8K2ztcrDQxFWfTQtqimhJyKoH_SSRmqk9xVXwWeMBIS2CKFVhyBu5DJAIso/s1600-h/Lisa_Zed-6728.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdCRUrTnn6fmgXbocdateM3Eutk-9JqvZL6ztb3Ah367uKMJh5QzwkAMX3IoLOPDLUhsIm1r4tucHybmAU8K2ztcrDQxFWfTQtqimhJyKoH_SSRmqk9xVXwWeMBIS2CKFVhyBu5DJAIso/s400/Lisa_Zed-6728.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396426104168782146" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tryskuit lights up Juniper.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2h60lO-rRW_I9eHjSEslIuay0s7Scz15RqejBzMLM5KWvS3We8RlhPLvNnrwYeS3zZzt_cf9zGTkXlnhvLei94hpat0HcNmTN8hSYOvfagfrlosaOzanfi4yMAMQgvTHYjuheueh0c87i/s1600-h/Lisa_Zed-6747.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2h60lO-rRW_I9eHjSEslIuay0s7Scz15RqejBzMLM5KWvS3We8RlhPLvNnrwYeS3zZzt_cf9zGTkXlnhvLei94hpat0HcNmTN8hSYOvfagfrlosaOzanfi4yMAMQgvTHYjuheueh0c87i/s400/Lisa_Zed-6747.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396426100739257250" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Zed sees the light. I can't help but wonder if he saw anything, afterward.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9RNvBitxBHj3ywWLP6QR-Jnigt_nPds3Mpq7lkni5MU3i6Jin9sl_zzCD9g0auKpat03P5-igqJ-u6RM5B_CrZQPA7l67xFVFJf6LLRfQToe4v18tGhz8ws5MvO04TGGaOfRlz3pL1-Nn/s1600-h/Lisa_Zed-6773.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9RNvBitxBHj3ywWLP6QR-Jnigt_nPds3Mpq7lkni5MU3i6Jin9sl_zzCD9g0auKpat03P5-igqJ-u6RM5B_CrZQPA7l67xFVFJf6LLRfQToe4v18tGhz8ws5MvO04TGGaOfRlz3pL1-Nn/s400/Lisa_Zed-6773.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396426095730179330" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Nabysko and Zed, in silhouette.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;">I call him, "Zederick."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;">I should note that I originally prepared five additional pictures for this post, of Diamond and Slick. However, Bill Hess needs to make a post on his blog in the parallel universe and both he and I are very tired, so we agreed that he would post the other five there, <a href="http://wasillaalaskaby300.squarespace.com/">which you can find here.</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;">However, if you click on the link and do not find the cats, that is because you have gone there before 4:00 AM AKDT, Sunday, October 25, 2009, when the Wasilla blog post is scheduled to go up. That would be 8:00 AM East Coast DT.</span></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-6665522146005860922009-10-14T21:23:00.001-08:002009-10-14T21:23:59.164-08:00Royce grows old<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXufoYHzxKf-sxWJ4Hm2itaT1TctxUvyZuGNFy1SP53OYEv1fm7G2p0zW-l9le2q74GoPFK5I2Jj9Y6lUywTRxl0kbmpApc3XjKh3DNAyvUMK31_bp9txWqvfR29_Fo5VZT7tSCVcfe59z/s1600-h/Royce.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXufoYHzxKf-sxWJ4Hm2itaT1TctxUvyZuGNFy1SP53OYEv1fm7G2p0zW-l9le2q74GoPFK5I2Jj9Y6lUywTRxl0kbmpApc3XjKh3DNAyvUMK31_bp9txWqvfR29_Fo5VZT7tSCVcfe59z/s400/Royce.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392691198159252610" /></a>I hate to say it, but Royce is growing very old and ever more feeble. I don't know how much time we have left with him. Yesterday, Sunflower wondered if we should dig a hole in the backyard before freezeup. That could be any day now. Last year, it had happened by now.<div><br /></div><div>It is very hard to dig a grave back there, once the ground has frozen.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg8CLvJO_BgJ6OjQNoZlVh-sNniC9qZ3YlfI59e1WPBewR_EcAIpH80Xp-5G71Jx_slon9px4-X8yQN989XYW2EFXVhedc4Cfyv3KFJZAUfKov9FV2E5TSbkYR9H1nitvPcoDhw3QeE-fU/s1600-h/Roycelookdown.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg8CLvJO_BgJ6OjQNoZlVh-sNniC9qZ3YlfI59e1WPBewR_EcAIpH80Xp-5G71Jx_slon9px4-X8yQN989XYW2EFXVhedc4Cfyv3KFJZAUfKov9FV2E5TSbkYR9H1nitvPcoDhw3QeE-fU/s400/Roycelookdown.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392691190783670514" /></a>Still, I don't think we will dig that hole now. Perhaps Royce can make it through another winter. I hope so. I think so. I'm not sure.</div><div><br /></div><div>Of course, we are never sure, about any of us.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFreM14hmx7yx-Jhdjb8xKWs4Z1J8cesIvP0SjSKRzgjnPwZcrpdrxeuF1ouvilh4R-BqMfsjWCaTw_T2RXkKoobprgQ2po55n5zy9LkjwQysCzEp7rzHYR6rQNeREbyoX0H2T_zbwLO4h/s1600-h/MartigneandMuzzy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFreM14hmx7yx-Jhdjb8xKWs4Z1J8cesIvP0SjSKRzgjnPwZcrpdrxeuF1ouvilh4R-BqMfsjWCaTw_T2RXkKoobprgQ2po55n5zy9LkjwQysCzEp7rzHYR6rQNeREbyoX0H2T_zbwLO4h/s400/MartigneandMuzzy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392691176574466658" /></a>We are going to lose Martigne and Muzzy very soon - but for a better reason. Toast Ed and Sunflower are in the process of closing on a house in Anchorage. Once they do, they will move these two and little Wry into that house with them.</div><div><br /></div><div>What will we do out here then?</div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-6500190708811909182009-10-06T00:51:00.000-08:002009-10-06T00:51:00.967-08:00A warm gathering between toddler, dad and cat ends in a high note<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioqD8xtJXbZjl56IvhsUpQCVeaVkrQ4aE3_h2lRJLdCSrh7ECoE68nvIsKOTVsCI8GoULZxUdc4Rn232PiYtY6nIYOOOwE1chCKp2wsDtIbz1VWPD9UBN1na1weY0Y5h0_m0T7pOQeRCJX/s1600-h/Royce2Jacob3Kalib-4442.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioqD8xtJXbZjl56IvhsUpQCVeaVkrQ4aE3_h2lRJLdCSrh7ECoE68nvIsKOTVsCI8GoULZxUdc4Rn232PiYtY6nIYOOOwE1chCKp2wsDtIbz1VWPD9UBN1na1weY0Y5h0_m0T7pOQeRCJX/s400/Royce2Jacob3Kalib-4442.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389405068863254914" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">Little Wry, Royce</span></b> and Toast Ed were all snug and warm on the couch, enjoying each other's company. </span><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC7C2CH5o3xVjJRC4Awzzsk9TFCA-52s4Py1eVn_62zTbXLzu_ehyZol8U5cmlzVA9PM_3ZAS4AQetXC0nhILF-okoE-UHtNMHBfnr7AqWNXows4q7cwEZd9gM6C1vQZVS9e0iB4BnswPd/s1600-h/Royce2Jacob3Kalib-4458.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC7C2CH5o3xVjJRC4Awzzsk9TFCA-52s4Py1eVn_62zTbXLzu_ehyZol8U5cmlzVA9PM_3ZAS4AQetXC0nhILF-okoE-UHtNMHBfnr7AqWNXows4q7cwEZd9gM6C1vQZVS9e0iB4BnswPd/s400/Royce2Jacob3Kalib-4458.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389405063627420562" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Little Wry was overcome with an innocent, sweet, expression. This is when a toddler is at his most dangerous.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpDNZV43HnPvGoC-op5gAoUAUvxZplXzlHmg3muL5_AhFP9I3nl9a-gITt0o64YRiOX7zg_aP5vc5NJJx8o637OEtb20gwBChsEgIcVb90uOVnrOm51bwhkA5Fx1rZpnKPw7VQE0KR1qLX/s1600-h/Royce2Jacob3Kalib-4460.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpDNZV43HnPvGoC-op5gAoUAUvxZplXzlHmg3muL5_AhFP9I3nl9a-gITt0o64YRiOX7zg_aP5vc5NJJx8o637OEtb20gwBChsEgIcVb90uOVnrOm51bwhkA5Fx1rZpnKPw7VQE0KR1qLX/s400/Royce2Jacob3Kalib-4460.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389405054010837858" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Suddenly, little Wry jumps up and kicks Dad... well, you know. Dad screams.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaq2EAE8dcjWoMfO-Ydpj4j5xyytgsmX3FbdkDVcZOkyYTmd1aXQRaIJIFSky7-RYuQVZfB_nYyHsESPmz04v83a4XQNGzrQXNZwu85u3gRw-Q151yf1YWiCi6eJ24DM7OkZt8CKoYmFSw/s1600-h/Royce2Jacob3Kalib-4461.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaq2EAE8dcjWoMfO-Ydpj4j5xyytgsmX3FbdkDVcZOkyYTmd1aXQRaIJIFSky7-RYuQVZfB_nYyHsESPmz04v83a4XQNGzrQXNZwu85u3gRw-Q151yf1YWiCi6eJ24DM7OkZt8CKoYmFSw/s400/Royce2Jacob3Kalib-4461.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389405048366682290" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Now little Wry drops down with his knee. Royce is worried, but holds his ground.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3wZ7vIOXnDefAf0wLDZurM_eNU7rJ3GbXnclnAWKRDUCalVVguo6hMPt1MUAV0in6nLbjkNuhhnaH-FHeoCawm4Ud1bfeulDafLnB2Fwug1IXDaXXaKdBVGd-ZZ40hL-Sl620ov0pIO3J/s1600-h/Royce2Jacob3Kalib-4462.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3wZ7vIOXnDefAf0wLDZurM_eNU7rJ3GbXnclnAWKRDUCalVVguo6hMPt1MUAV0in6nLbjkNuhhnaH-FHeoCawm4Ud1bfeulDafLnB2Fwug1IXDaXXaKdBVGd-ZZ40hL-Sl620ov0pIO3J/s400/Royce2Jacob3Kalib-4462.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389405038618534754" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Wry is very pleased. Royce ponders his own safety. Toast Ed squeaks out a few high notes.</span></div><div><br /></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-27730285700306599032009-09-16T01:06:00.001-08:002009-09-16T01:06:58.688-08:00I see a white cat as I walk past the house where the chicken crossed the road and the rooster got shot and the little dog nearly killed the rabbit<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihkXk5cUlj6Hi4F6tg7gnGBQPUNBOCea-Rejk7hgnIZDlfbd4cKc_25wkukq36kmtIMv9Qu7DIqSYcJnJMc2oZsJbJjlRNI-Ah53-PGY37yr5_9EYUqZuoyC-BrxVj92qCL5YOOoNIT9vG/s1600-h/White_cat-0004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihkXk5cUlj6Hi4F6tg7gnGBQPUNBOCea-Rejk7hgnIZDlfbd4cKc_25wkukq36kmtIMv9Qu7DIqSYcJnJMc2oZsJbJjlRNI-Ah53-PGY37yr5_9EYUqZuoyC-BrxVj92qCL5YOOoNIT9vG/s400/White_cat-0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381987779171786098" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">Yes, many things involving animals</span></b> seem to happen at this house. And today, I walked by and saw this cat chatting with these goats.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The goats are a little hard to see, but they are there, on the deck, peeking out from behind the fence.</span></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-58083447622290241482009-09-02T00:08:00.002-08:002009-09-02T00:54:54.900-08:00For you, Heidi: Pistol-Yero<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUMxtJigpgKv8iXmlXC8Rv1awsHeGqGyYjkCRPLQ14_C_r1xgMxLShgkkCACNA1IWh4Z0F7C3BEXXBdERp7aSxvuUAn5YJa-P5wRVHjOOZFjONWKJAVUvkAEt_LtmIOUA7jj2P-JfgZBn_/s1600-h/Pistol_yero-1J2F2592.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUMxtJigpgKv8iXmlXC8Rv1awsHeGqGyYjkCRPLQ14_C_r1xgMxLShgkkCACNA1IWh4Z0F7C3BEXXBdERp7aSxvuUAn5YJa-P5wRVHjOOZFjONWKJAVUvkAEt_LtmIOUA7jj2P-JfgZBn_/s400/Pistol_yero-1J2F2592.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376777356466853810" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">Heidi, I took these pictures</span></b> of Pistol-Yero just for you. Here he is, on the bed where he sleeps with Jim and me (and when Sunflower heals, her, too).</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnZELjIelSJZc-9CSbTCsnaIugYVsopzMIZr5DKTt1FIV0Cdu3LWu9NZIRvrhbNImFwEIlln04W3JAL2UYXLEsev6clXq2ev7L11jS_BgbxIeqKoJFY8hsdjoD9lqHYIQGKDUVNKFMByjz/s1600-h/Pistol_yero-1J2F2577.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnZELjIelSJZc-9CSbTCsnaIugYVsopzMIZr5DKTt1FIV0Cdu3LWu9NZIRvrhbNImFwEIlln04W3JAL2UYXLEsev6clXq2ev7L11jS_BgbxIeqKoJFY8hsdjoD9lqHYIQGKDUVNKFMByjz/s400/Pistol_yero-1J2F2577.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376777346990519810" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">He ponders my lens.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW0C9641CrqxzhYOKPD5oDWF4n6rqR3rF_PyVzBTQuwNDuHDi5tVwFq8t8XVUX-7f7IzQKKkMGNaLdO_Kk-JgSC-9_RIZJpiNVjJwHuVX9_ktMpArhf-pXoaW4z1PxJd5Y7c7ZINnWcYwx/s1600-h/Pistol_yero-1J2F2585.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW0C9641CrqxzhYOKPD5oDWF4n6rqR3rF_PyVzBTQuwNDuHDi5tVwFq8t8XVUX-7f7IzQKKkMGNaLdO_Kk-JgSC-9_RIZJpiNVjJwHuVX9_ktMpArhf-pXoaW4z1PxJd5Y7c7ZINnWcYwx/s400/Pistol_yero-1J2F2585.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376777338288912674" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">He reaches out to touch it. I pull it away before he can.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMHlLMG6jAytWGivWaGt98p5eBBddT29b3BtEjsTOme4kHu07Gw25wd83BP95QpehjD53oXL9icS4NkTndQE4sOqfQaNKwYmMnB6-9hszYQ1dQ96PEvTgdCKrrnNSpfdqDPCcMvMxXET3x/s1600-h/Pistol_yero-1J2F2640.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMHlLMG6jAytWGivWaGt98p5eBBddT29b3BtEjsTOme4kHu07Gw25wd83BP95QpehjD53oXL9icS4NkTndQE4sOqfQaNKwYmMnB6-9hszYQ1dQ96PEvTgdCKrrnNSpfdqDPCcMvMxXET3x/s400/Pistol_yero-1J2F2640.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376777323849552002" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Jimmy grooms Pistol-Yero, Pistol-Yero grooms Jimmy.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2-Pk4v_hXr09jFSfZ3IgcTAcT53ZtaLIBptMrgAUnSykDGEch9BLkQcnZw39mto1eM0Sd4-tCGsloeQ26PUwl8_UWUynn3GY-GrD0PMEk4Aj1CjVGh8hPxc3jDujnLz87g0C2IMsIgiS_/s1600-h/Pistol_yero-1J2F2563.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2-Pk4v_hXr09jFSfZ3IgcTAcT53ZtaLIBptMrgAUnSykDGEch9BLkQcnZw39mto1eM0Sd4-tCGsloeQ26PUwl8_UWUynn3GY-GrD0PMEk4Aj1CjVGh8hPxc3jDujnLz87g0C2IMsIgiS_/s400/Pistol_yero-1J2F2563.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376777312886607298" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Pistol-Yero and I, in my office.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><i>To anyone else who may stop by, I did this for Heidi because she made a special request in a comment that she made on my last post.</i></span></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-34372865275493579922009-08-27T00:11:00.000-08:002009-08-27T00:11:34.449-08:00The negligent cat blogger<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrFoF34OSN0g1UqSxCWa4P3qAbFgBNcoBzg29289ZCb1JPZfP2qZmsT8f9L1D2qyuyL9P61Vau3UOQcQO4bg-_RYB2Q9MamlY194OpDrTinTNw2tl55crl1Zur3gbTFc3MZIxR1azhjd09/s1600-h/black_cat-0011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrFoF34OSN0g1UqSxCWa4P3qAbFgBNcoBzg29289ZCb1JPZfP2qZmsT8f9L1D2qyuyL9P61Vau3UOQcQO4bg-_RYB2Q9MamlY194OpDrTinTNw2tl55crl1Zur3gbTFc3MZIxR1azhjd09/s400/black_cat-0011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374549811884186354" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">I have been most negligent</span></b> concerning this blog recently. It is not because I want to be or have lost interest, it is just simply that I have become spread altogether too thin. Furthermore, I have become exhausted. I am exhausted when I go to bed at night, I am exhausted when I get up, I am exhausted at every point during the day.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">But still I do quite a few things. The other day, as I walked, I saw this black cat ahead.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Funny. More than eight years have now passed since I lost my original black cat, Little Guy. I searched relentlessly for Little Guy. I made posters and put them up everywhere.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I drove to the pound, 12 miles away, again and again and again in the hope that he would show up there, even though I knew he would not.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And when I saw this black cat, eight-and-a-half years later, my heart leaped to my throat.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And then the cat saw me and ran off into trees.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQtgDyN0zoTyEDQHJ4hUtVYbi4rTJ6xWfQZ_wwdb830xVHHM9XcEgOOrvctdXhwWCKFcf8ndRqzlWhR-tJcZRO2gPH2xUTPKCUWDO-N4KCGyFWIA8MqG6ExItLZBq8EH6ogbTwQuOUMnn1/s1600-h/My_shadow_Varmit-2262.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQtgDyN0zoTyEDQHJ4hUtVYbi4rTJ6xWfQZ_wwdb830xVHHM9XcEgOOrvctdXhwWCKFcf8ndRqzlWhR-tJcZRO2gPH2xUTPKCUWDO-N4KCGyFWIA8MqG6ExItLZBq8EH6ogbTwQuOUMnn1/s400/My_shadow_Varmit-2262.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374549803388814978" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">And here is my shadow</span></b>, hanging over Varmit, who lives with Dan, the camera shy man.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrBc8tfyR9HIcQbWYgaL4PXBAYcgxtrJIF-nXzzaUFQzHdNh7hiWSTWt1LV_laPBAFkMrr9x55Ocwq1cwOs2JjSUycuO86Rkh7JpCuN7KydCCk-B8q_GbZfWQ7NI6ZEuf9_mRiOvpM-r6d/s1600-h/My_shadow_Varmit-2261.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrBc8tfyR9HIcQbWYgaL4PXBAYcgxtrJIF-nXzzaUFQzHdNh7hiWSTWt1LV_laPBAFkMrr9x55Ocwq1cwOs2JjSUycuO86Rkh7JpCuN7KydCCk-B8q_GbZfWQ7NI6ZEuf9_mRiOvpM-r6d/s400/My_shadow_Varmit-2261.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374549797303468386" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">Varmit.</span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBVq9GQHyHNh4Ij2S6aILHB1vLelgMFBVzmwGTfxbOZEqYs9D7eQ8Ow_i7UCqYd0ajVDrCzwCk2jaqYRnl6A0Lou1elRuz6B_aOF9Akusoyud0hNFfoMy1Jr1bNSxgXfpWBi9zUnFld0jX/s1600-h/Calico_cat-0034.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBVq9GQHyHNh4Ij2S6aILHB1vLelgMFBVzmwGTfxbOZEqYs9D7eQ8Ow_i7UCqYd0ajVDrCzwCk2jaqYRnl6A0Lou1elRuz6B_aOF9Akusoyud0hNFfoMy1Jr1bNSxgXfpWBi9zUnFld0jX/s400/Calico_cat-0034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374549785987716450" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">And here is a calico</span></b> that I spotted yesterday as I pedaled my bike about Wasilla.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNdCacQ36RowwG6kKdbc0ies0SyHOryVTJtWlOG6iXZH-zLlDh0GBFVyO4GUtS_xjE9Q8laNq8NREM-K9nj7EHf2VMjQzIa0AcQlMC9yi89H-H64Wi0Ctsdo72Zz8WoFHSsNhJ1ZQb7-qz/s1600-h/Chicago_Royce-0091.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNdCacQ36RowwG6kKdbc0ies0SyHOryVTJtWlOG6iXZH-zLlDh0GBFVyO4GUtS_xjE9Q8laNq8NREM-K9nj7EHf2VMjQzIa0AcQlMC9yi89H-H64Wi0Ctsdo72Zz8WoFHSsNhJ1ZQb7-qz/s400/Chicago_Royce-0091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374549780976306866" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">And here is my own calico buddy</span></b>, Chicago, with Royce, today. They are enjoying a wild, raucous, time, chasing grizzly bears through their dreams.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;">One of these days, I will get caught up, rested up and I will steam forward on this blog once again. Don't give up on me.</span></div></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-40613132095872027882009-08-23T22:14:00.000-08:002009-08-23T22:14:00.348-08:00Juniper comes for a visit, gets together with Wry<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZVZPH-vXK3dyWZ8-BKm8mh_n2-u56G-m_7VknjI3WOPxENZ10nGd2rUGNf3IfQ95JR9z13HJVMNfxssFwQR5_yXW18Z0RO-PERYkTxPxjZiWV5E6cDlmLlGqX7y9De1m1c6rulTbV40AB/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZVZPH-vXK3dyWZ8-BKm8mh_n2-u56G-m_7VknjI3WOPxENZ10nGd2rUGNf3IfQ95JR9z13HJVMNfxssFwQR5_yXW18Z0RO-PERYkTxPxjZiWV5E6cDlmLlGqX7y9De1m1c6rulTbV40AB/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373406239060782626" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">I looked out my front window</span></span> and was surprised to see that there was a tiny cow out in the yard, grazing on the grass. A really tiny cow. The tiniest cow that I had ever seen. I went out to investigate.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpI2yyJUTCqdH8rvQIMqm2qVhVfT7pWlIloL19P8PgSPel4fxE_dICqrQTW2VmICnQrdI3pxmv0gvDLR6PYiixCD6I_BmgkFOlaQ_Co2KlnhoptJub90H_VhoxYurwIXhqNNppAO8CA4CB/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0019.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpI2yyJUTCqdH8rvQIMqm2qVhVfT7pWlIloL19P8PgSPel4fxE_dICqrQTW2VmICnQrdI3pxmv0gvDLR6PYiixCD6I_BmgkFOlaQ_Co2KlnhoptJub90H_VhoxYurwIXhqNNppAO8CA4CB/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373406229996454098" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Why, it was not a cow at all! It was Juniper! That must mean that Nabysko was nearby.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih-PRiQ7JBEARVLfoA8kNxwJzHgHoMHFUGScxS5nlD6O0uQvSVu_xWgJKZGUHrUoqKUhSvlDts-1mqythqbLdxx5pZzoWPTqltpb2M72GLmCj8Pq72kdcv21BlON7HKsJXNepDGwy4zxMF/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0025.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih-PRiQ7JBEARVLfoA8kNxwJzHgHoMHFUGScxS5nlD6O0uQvSVu_xWgJKZGUHrUoqKUhSvlDts-1mqythqbLdxx5pZzoWPTqltpb2M72GLmCj8Pq72kdcv21BlON7HKsJXNepDGwy4zxMF/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373406004565390162" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Little Wry spotter Juniper, too, and skedadeled over. He was surprised. Wry does not see Juniper often.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji-uKC00HI9uMhs5W2lLME7_qgDIW8nWx__-Lt78n7uKxJ00JVc63OfPqZoaSf_8UGY2OOhoKtyGjyNT_mDt8eNvRP4HoV82BVyAR1akWnHKZBAL5gx9kaIAj6EPu2o21LdwxE731q2nzC/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0029.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji-uKC00HI9uMhs5W2lLME7_qgDIW8nWx__-Lt78n7uKxJ00JVc63OfPqZoaSf_8UGY2OOhoKtyGjyNT_mDt8eNvRP4HoV82BVyAR1akWnHKZBAL5gx9kaIAj6EPu2o21LdwxE731q2nzC/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373405996815628050" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">"H'mmm," Wry contemplated. He seemed to wonder if she was safe to pet.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIcYkwXmzv6vZ_bH8vXDxLOxjPw03KEyefuCeed6FW0dHCFXppYvz7-j1mOaUjMcaMUS2MwcNpDobo5qIe7z4oRMB_gTo3DIh_s458fnA04nzQ6gcZnjA1Tfxdjzr1yufxEHpTYZsGVV0E/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0030.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIcYkwXmzv6vZ_bH8vXDxLOxjPw03KEyefuCeed6FW0dHCFXppYvz7-j1mOaUjMcaMUS2MwcNpDobo5qIe7z4oRMB_gTo3DIh_s458fnA04nzQ6gcZnjA1Tfxdjzr1yufxEHpTYZsGVV0E/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373405989305167090" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Nabysko appeared and gave Juniper a pet. This gave Wry confidence. He reached out to do the same.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgC3sMjavmzLYurH2HoUTQ4OwoNKvPG3d_kjkXNXHdEBnP1mCRwfohyxvZNVRplYG-TLO8esZhgHeVW7t_Pca0krc1r9ToOjla61hBBYgKlTc_Fa65PMwxOJA1RUhk-Xsg-8bGXFLa_2p7/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0036.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgC3sMjavmzLYurH2HoUTQ4OwoNKvPG3d_kjkXNXHdEBnP1mCRwfohyxvZNVRplYG-TLO8esZhgHeVW7t_Pca0krc1r9ToOjla61hBBYgKlTc_Fa65PMwxOJA1RUhk-Xsg-8bGXFLa_2p7/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373405984075422674" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Wry gives Juniper a pet.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYPEwhD83bywzJ_LT2njDl-TNuAtP0aUfpUUpsoGS3-p7FhfhVYXQwcRYli15BoYLxKvjFY5AOq4sZyDQYjze_4WuT9_lH_nKoywSfXv4blAwf8X_Pwm1LXBhiiSmfB59Z2XF1abe4fdpo/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0059.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYPEwhD83bywzJ_LT2njDl-TNuAtP0aUfpUUpsoGS3-p7FhfhVYXQwcRYli15BoYLxKvjFY5AOq4sZyDQYjze_4WuT9_lH_nKoywSfXv4blAwf8X_Pwm1LXBhiiSmfB59Z2XF1abe4fdpo/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373405975528790482" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Juniper escapes to the Escape.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60xHJiDJyL2jwTKNLWVmT2230PtaOWYOk3iRhja2IzDg0a90w3Nm1-m39V5jdjFv-6TLioUvORpe_T6l9tcnKUSeNNcHh_rIHeCaDBlT71rsqWCfh_GIbDK0JT2FvYSyNwzobuSEBbEqm/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0076.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60xHJiDJyL2jwTKNLWVmT2230PtaOWYOk3iRhja2IzDg0a90w3Nm1-m39V5jdjFv-6TLioUvORpe_T6l9tcnKUSeNNcHh_rIHeCaDBlT71rsqWCfh_GIbDK0JT2FvYSyNwzobuSEBbEqm/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373405512037468978" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Juniper poses by Nabysko's Cavalier.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEuWxPoJOvhFcfacFX6jMnGI0V49M7LPWpqh22DanTNM8KDwP254FCl0yznvYHuv2sr3Q1LH0-TbJkSyBrmOsT5qCmS5sg_5NV-6YcaTei3dY7C2469LJGScR6YYghOmwLhxy96MHJ88nq/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0083.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEuWxPoJOvhFcfacFX6jMnGI0V49M7LPWpqh22DanTNM8KDwP254FCl0yznvYHuv2sr3Q1LH0-TbJkSyBrmOsT5qCmS5sg_5NV-6YcaTei3dY7C2469LJGScR6YYghOmwLhxy96MHJ88nq/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373405506537070258" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">From inside the front room, Martigne looks out the window. She is jealous. She wants to be out there, too.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVVHSQcLy_XdLatJbbLtcqIVxMVdjzdsgRNwsHEp37ql_PHFe9IuB63as37pmzm66-gO3HJVMFdjyCXEWxZqfBdCBNK6ap5OI-ybnuG-Inq0hEoNse5URasQaOebOq8nz-wiNWa9HsmkdT/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0106.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVVHSQcLy_XdLatJbbLtcqIVxMVdjzdsgRNwsHEp37ql_PHFe9IuB63as37pmzm66-gO3HJVMFdjyCXEWxZqfBdCBNK6ap5OI-ybnuG-Inq0hEoNse5URasQaOebOq8nz-wiNWa9HsmkdT/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373405495617188866" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Soon, the action moves to the back yard.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA5h1pM7Wwbe42V4PtFw_wVRtBr53jLRmH-sDe0i1wtg_9DyK7o6axm-2INtaWwoZtiy4AXUK0PXJCxJERTR8O8CiHluV5TET5JSIr6xFwoMLTElg5miPnNCC4vRPwWoXbtZgfU30cNMNb/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0117.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA5h1pM7Wwbe42V4PtFw_wVRtBr53jLRmH-sDe0i1wtg_9DyK7o6axm-2INtaWwoZtiy4AXUK0PXJCxJERTR8O8CiHluV5TET5JSIr6xFwoMLTElg5miPnNCC4vRPwWoXbtZgfU30cNMNb/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373405484950510594" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Juniper spots a bumble bee.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixywo1L4JlR7R9UL1cEBZNWd78w4LcN92ZMD_O1Q52Ld1U8rCxDBmU8HXMuHhxtOLq0mI20hBeR6Pu8TkdlM5KAA-YdcIlZQgHh4Gfzwf6UBVtGmIe_f6l8NomCZohkuWVZT3OaOZJWjbQ/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0128.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixywo1L4JlR7R9UL1cEBZNWd78w4LcN92ZMD_O1Q52Ld1U8rCxDBmU8HXMuHhxtOLq0mI20hBeR6Pu8TkdlM5KAA-YdcIlZQgHh4Gfzwf6UBVtGmIe_f6l8NomCZohkuWVZT3OaOZJWjbQ/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0128.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373405478329462306" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Juniper does some more grazing.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCsbcqcHuyS6TOBvw9-YhvjTnwnwGy2DmV_ZlKQ7xQEfrNf3nR-UFCe5wuM2VKgUCIvQvUocZ0KOLGCDNh2P0ul0SBFYFC28MY4AkSPluBUDDvd0E3FJa1al0i0RwQxeumHsVy_maqQoX8/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0164.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCsbcqcHuyS6TOBvw9-YhvjTnwnwGy2DmV_ZlKQ7xQEfrNf3nR-UFCe5wuM2VKgUCIvQvUocZ0KOLGCDNh2P0ul0SBFYFC28MY4AkSPluBUDDvd0E3FJa1al0i0RwQxeumHsVy_maqQoX8/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373404994211297842" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Toast Ed made this pile after the snow melted. We are waiting until the snow falls again and then we will burn it. Juniper decides to climb it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCdtG2BZ3apoa003hjrVURRZTDX397dIOr07t7Uz6uI8_jrIJ1fOQ4GjhGlk6n7CQD5cx85ersw7XD7tQJnwKMWh5qG4Jt_441freuzH7MoWSmEOHkFFXm0D1uLJOtnHBQNSkeALh_NyZd/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0168.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCdtG2BZ3apoa003hjrVURRZTDX397dIOr07t7Uz6uI8_jrIJ1fOQ4GjhGlk6n7CQD5cx85ersw7XD7tQJnwKMWh5qG4Jt_441freuzH7MoWSmEOHkFFXm0D1uLJOtnHBQNSkeALh_NyZd/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373404987632170354" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Wry discovers that Juniper has climbed up the rubbish pile.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_aOIxSrT8ok2EAeFkI81uCbAFRhYgOnhwEbrF8ZAGr5IsvxtiEO_4PISi0F0p3D66mnA4tamZRY4BODP9f616k9YI8QUqeRYmK9k0RA1zDgiMPapoROe03DBmBOk0u-Ghe6rdui_sq_xi/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0171.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_aOIxSrT8ok2EAeFkI81uCbAFRhYgOnhwEbrF8ZAGr5IsvxtiEO_4PISi0F0p3D66mnA4tamZRY4BODP9f616k9YI8QUqeRYmK9k0RA1zDgiMPapoROe03DBmBOk0u-Ghe6rdui_sq_xi/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0171.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373404975566244370" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">His dad gives Wry a boost so that he can better see. Juniper decides to leave.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaWAr_3DT6PEB9mcDH8vVnBoXEh8UPG2k9mF4D_tMxPxLB9bmg77dxUFmhfYJ8MCrBomSqpNNTVkobw57i9UPtjM3dJsDng7BljJm68ll9tj3HXwsoYVWnlk3wyMrBYSET6zcDT9Gd0Kx_/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0172.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaWAr_3DT6PEB9mcDH8vVnBoXEh8UPG2k9mF4D_tMxPxLB9bmg77dxUFmhfYJ8MCrBomSqpNNTVkobw57i9UPtjM3dJsDng7BljJm68ll9tj3HXwsoYVWnlk3wyMrBYSET6zcDT9Gd0Kx_/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373404970128718370" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Down Juniper goes.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP9WpzCC0bY2pEJEQTFCRfZ_105bszzUgIwInYdVXvTHjqxwAEcAh9Qs8o2C31xO3wfbpPsUHkqxoCkzj0sdl0h6NTo3boUZErBTh5gzMhBGch9jM2S8aaUXDkEb46Vl3Vk5VTltHYug-o/s1600-h/Kalib_Juniper-0194.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP9WpzCC0bY2pEJEQTFCRfZ_105bszzUgIwInYdVXvTHjqxwAEcAh9Qs8o2C31xO3wfbpPsUHkqxoCkzj0sdl0h6NTo3boUZErBTh5gzMhBGch9jM2S8aaUXDkEb46Vl3Vk5VTltHYug-o/s400/Kalib_Juniper-0194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373404964437702498" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">But soon, she climbs right back up. That's because she can see the entire world from up there. Juniper believes that the entire world belongs to her.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">And so it does.</span></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-14368851085599247932009-08-13T00:03:00.001-08:002009-08-13T00:13:19.476-08:00Jimmy helps me edit pictures<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrl9wDIgznxFIkZK_3eaFMk-Gc8Quc0YCPXzTZxkKVBUY7vjy0NcpxoRitd1h2cON-WxIl4IAOU_xDJwPMRnqREUaUzr_1OvH6cuJzeYhTNuwUAcIKF9-wXbLD3kJmr-Q0sdk-55au2B6y/s1600-h/Jim_Caribou-2009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrl9wDIgznxFIkZK_3eaFMk-Gc8Quc0YCPXzTZxkKVBUY7vjy0NcpxoRitd1h2cON-WxIl4IAOU_xDJwPMRnqREUaUzr_1OvH6cuJzeYhTNuwUAcIKF9-wXbLD3kJmr-Q0sdk-55au2B6y/s400/Jim_Caribou-2009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369353325470567202" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">I hate to remove the picture</span></span> of Wry pointing to the clouds as he rests his head upon Royce from the big picture spot, but this blog needs to move on.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">As usual, I spent most of today sitting right here in front of my computer, editing the the pictures that I took on my recent Arctic Slope trip for the special issue of <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://wasillaalaskaby300.squarespace.com/journal/2009/4/23/uiiq-we-nyik-magazine-explained.html">Uiñiq Magazine</a></span> that I am putting together. I am way behind, due to Margie's injury, but I will get it done.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Jimmy spent the day with me, helping out, offering pointers. Here, he looks right into my eye, because the picture that you see on the screen, of Iñupiat Eskimo caribou hunters swarmed by mosquitoes, is reflected there. Using this method, Jimmy studies the picture so that he can tell me how it should be cropped.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF_0lRq7xDmiU1tGHHHNGaPOJ_pdnJjZ3xMO6GT0v9iOUFpHlcC2Cyc0rVCmjmZ3sCyK5qnQc56WhyphenhyphenHBPQkyHQ2nnu5VP5C3RE0ux8bF36MQtDFfRLRCFxHjotzMwRtKDCL3Y57tdJQoul/s1600-h/Jimmy_caribou_hunt-1991.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF_0lRq7xDmiU1tGHHHNGaPOJ_pdnJjZ3xMO6GT0v9iOUFpHlcC2Cyc0rVCmjmZ3sCyK5qnQc56WhyphenhyphenHBPQkyHQ2nnu5VP5C3RE0ux8bF36MQtDFfRLRCFxHjotzMwRtKDCL3Y57tdJQoul/s400/Jimmy_caribou_hunt-1991.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369353316452024034" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">This is how Jimmy thinks that I should crop the picture. I disagree. Jimmy is a lousy picture editor.</span></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-80362595136667477362009-08-10T01:15:00.002-08:002009-08-10T02:06:46.315-08:00The love story between toddler Wry and Old Man Orange Cat Royce reaches the clouds<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIYx4KWUl24yMJmSaT4jmoA0yXOv4rkgBXWIk3edYwh9Q73MxxZ5KNUYLsaxdXzIWxnXMZyWeAHGra0l1KfqCW1llrsjfWsupGLZ9-URIZiubmeA7SIwWSMwT8jZy0lRn1RUlejwK985m_/s1600-h/Melanie_Charlie_Royce-0039.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIYx4KWUl24yMJmSaT4jmoA0yXOv4rkgBXWIk3edYwh9Q73MxxZ5KNUYLsaxdXzIWxnXMZyWeAHGra0l1KfqCW1llrsjfWsupGLZ9-URIZiubmeA7SIwWSMwT8jZy0lRn1RUlejwK985m_/s400/Melanie_Charlie_Royce-0039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368258149681648370" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Tryskuit and Charlie came to visit Sunday.</span></span> Late in the evening, they went out to pick blueberries. A bit later, I went looking for them. This is how I found them.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYvXnux-vBArleivBkyeTPg4ENXrWofojar5rVNXubzMBKqafahoAVypH-_rh9DS4foUDLQ-Kwo8k8mOiOYkFKz3ddN4z4RiYN9r-XSXWEmIOFcR3a8tZ2XyNp0FgyV5eFPgS4ZrrjRE6A/s1600-h/Melanie_berry_pick-0046.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYvXnux-vBArleivBkyeTPg4ENXrWofojar5rVNXubzMBKqafahoAVypH-_rh9DS4foUDLQ-Kwo8k8mOiOYkFKz3ddN4z4RiYN9r-XSXWEmIOFcR3a8tZ2XyNp0FgyV5eFPgS4ZrrjRE6A/s400/Melanie_berry_pick-0046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368258146427287346" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tryskuit got bit by a mosquito.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXheYyC5Wmhnup5VzShBW0Vt73gbmD0MqA435iGMMEeeAhvAG8-11p7YEOtp4gVvIt5UCGXN3lJJU6Nn8vTVw6Z-EJZWwRtxgGI5VfllauiYn9Zyc5V4rq1bGpjXvsYSCw2LpnenRYYn-X/s1600-h/Melanie's_blueberries-0054.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXheYyC5Wmhnup5VzShBW0Vt73gbmD0MqA435iGMMEeeAhvAG8-11p7YEOtp4gVvIt5UCGXN3lJJU6Nn8vTVw6Z-EJZWwRtxgGI5VfllauiYn9Zyc5V4rq1bGpjXvsYSCw2LpnenRYYn-X/s400/Melanie's_blueberries-0054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368258139109349746" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">There really weren't that many berries. This is because little Wry and Toast Ed had already made a few trips through here, picking and eating all the berries they could.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBWCWqVM__ZhV7HpDYkrKwyNEgboAmCgbm_nFSB7fOaIygOkornBG2MXWWWqnLctyNaFPD7cCJgmAqyfiYG6tcFSRdFGHVXYPadDG3hUE15-kL1NwojbJDmyVTQqy-rlGKGCv4ZdEnZTld/s1600-h/Melanie's_blueberries-0056.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBWCWqVM__ZhV7HpDYkrKwyNEgboAmCgbm_nFSB7fOaIygOkornBG2MXWWWqnLctyNaFPD7cCJgmAqyfiYG6tcFSRdFGHVXYPadDG3hUE15-kL1NwojbJDmyVTQqy-rlGKGCv4ZdEnZTld/s400/Melanie's_blueberries-0056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368258135294525602" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Speaking of Toast Ed and Wry - here they come, with that giant, strange looking cat, Muzzy!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG1hyphenhyphenvmOEAJKChkOOewwE60_FXZAu_xlLNka-0pDJPr6Helm7PN4xEhOfSAOi_VuueYY4rTWLh5e55SmQQNAKG78EE_rpQsOsn2kxA9EbcUDIzcMj-9IUOESh7aqsSVeRxf5BzN_THCn55/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce_Muzzy-0066.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG1hyphenhyphenvmOEAJKChkOOewwE60_FXZAu_xlLNka-0pDJPr6Helm7PN4xEhOfSAOi_VuueYY4rTWLh5e55SmQQNAKG78EE_rpQsOsn2kxA9EbcUDIzcMj-9IUOESh7aqsSVeRxf5BzN_THCn55/s400/Kalib_Royce_Muzzy-0066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368257665634002338" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Now it's Wry, Royce and Muzzy! I wonder if they will find more berries?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpdO1neCYJOBmhFNx3bSe2XCSRbJcjN-2tb26YqVejPT8hE9pP_wxJVw8twT3odC50Q4XtBcVzblwl4K9ceeuAGTNUI2w7Fg9g3DXD6HkYilJsZfyYfPo0AEm_9TqEnJfAllGj00eUOxU7/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce_grass-0079.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpdO1neCYJOBmhFNx3bSe2XCSRbJcjN-2tb26YqVejPT8hE9pP_wxJVw8twT3odC50Q4XtBcVzblwl4K9ceeuAGTNUI2w7Fg9g3DXD6HkYilJsZfyYfPo0AEm_9TqEnJfAllGj00eUOxU7/s400/Kalib_Royce_grass-0079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368257661149130034" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">No, but Wry finds grass, going to seed.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXdHzJpa2KQcPKMbtYFYZL-m6eYFGHMGLip7xS5Frnd0Avqp2D2xdBOV8fxT3S2ZworltZfoIaCMUJnLaThzU-03FTNF3OoNolf7GYxpyPaeVGbsOE5ZttlVM3YF21T78Ra8Ya4oqr5ut_/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce_grass-0083.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXdHzJpa2KQcPKMbtYFYZL-m6eYFGHMGLip7xS5Frnd0Avqp2D2xdBOV8fxT3S2ZworltZfoIaCMUJnLaThzU-03FTNF3OoNolf7GYxpyPaeVGbsOE5ZttlVM3YF21T78Ra8Ya4oqr5ut_/s400/Kalib_Royce_grass-0083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368257656189197810" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Royce gets up and heads to a spot where he thinks the grass will be taller.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWJefNOIssQz20Gt0vEXg6uGN22c4yJCSBXn0HwZwIqXuY_HaGW7ZALytEg9GHToZCEem5mxKAAVhJ7jrwWNnuWxeA0CRizWggnLgrz3ucn6k2a3wlpBdfJZmsuELU-KZ9hyphenhyphen3yWfNff6gM/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce_grass-0084.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWJefNOIssQz20Gt0vEXg6uGN22c4yJCSBXn0HwZwIqXuY_HaGW7ZALytEg9GHToZCEem5mxKAAVhJ7jrwWNnuWxeA0CRizWggnLgrz3ucn6k2a3wlpBdfJZmsuELU-KZ9hyphenhyphen3yWfNff6gM/s400/Kalib_Royce_grass-0084.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368257649908370914" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Wry follows, then sits down beside him.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH5CRyaxMkgRp7qddGugHTLM6PBu39PlGBhuXYcCmuPXEKwiyyDdrUgXeZABKBRjAnnWwr0-eIjN0DUGr3xw9wQ7Zu8PXdh4AlAyzgbfg9IU_gJt0UrmObyG2U0HaYyCSS5JC8yXg9qSEF/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce_grass-0088.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH5CRyaxMkgRp7qddGugHTLM6PBu39PlGBhuXYcCmuPXEKwiyyDdrUgXeZABKBRjAnnWwr0-eIjN0DUGr3xw9wQ7Zu8PXdh4AlAyzgbfg9IU_gJt0UrmObyG2U0HaYyCSS5JC8yXg9qSEF/s400/Kalib_Royce_grass-0088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368257644829754546" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Sure enough, the grass is taller.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8z4OFGV_KBUt8Wbi6_04ixdEKMMknKO041sUTTb-MyMbMRnbgd7pKCQnRFla3isKda1hwQ44MdHGHqfcqWePyF9JtU1m9ZxmHyCcYNg5fCheIZw0Wm5KWPHu-DxmiIjrio5lKyxZa9yYd/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce_grass-0091.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8z4OFGV_KBUt8Wbi6_04ixdEKMMknKO041sUTTb-MyMbMRnbgd7pKCQnRFla3isKda1hwQ44MdHGHqfcqWePyF9JtU1m9ZxmHyCcYNg5fCheIZw0Wm5KWPHu-DxmiIjrio5lKyxZa9yYd/s400/Kalib_Royce_grass-0091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368257058316389058" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Wry reaches for the grass.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1EJ9cZXUGLwxt-O6qKXuaPrJBoHWkfGT3urfjO_IGVztYiNp9-6u067TGBjhjo1R1hd-RkDlbPy_M7wknWfTs2NRXuSEEXy3MGT-vnLStR9afYs-TjIyUhxZnlTJ3SjfaFgMmMmhyphenhyphenCcER/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce_grass-0101.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1EJ9cZXUGLwxt-O6qKXuaPrJBoHWkfGT3urfjO_IGVztYiNp9-6u067TGBjhjo1R1hd-RkDlbPy_M7wknWfTs2NRXuSEEXy3MGT-vnLStR9afYs-TjIyUhxZnlTJ3SjfaFgMmMmhyphenhyphenCcER/s400/Kalib_Royce_grass-0101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368257053406653538" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Wry studies the grass.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYxVM-H189JzY8-RBFOvkgBT-Xus9QiC3orLTrUSOeXSrn8jygjjTzvZ4jlhee_SJIcJzCfweYuyvcbpV_izxTViSIYcJbfM0f43kKz-H3eeUDifQGePa7upx5tIPDsXtLjTzyILvykjZn/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce_grass-0112.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYxVM-H189JzY8-RBFOvkgBT-Xus9QiC3orLTrUSOeXSrn8jygjjTzvZ4jlhee_SJIcJzCfweYuyvcbpV_izxTViSIYcJbfM0f43kKz-H3eeUDifQGePa7upx5tIPDsXtLjTzyILvykjZn/s400/Kalib_Royce_grass-0112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368257047875309634" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Wry uses Royce for a pillow.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPuxlPkSvslj2WHen8P66q1ed5QUgLbYlByaIGAGysNu5KP0DSC-Gzmc_XrW44k7MJ8ncZIyvGbYVmErigIMiKmcSFGDbzFr7NAnKLj1gAaHHVRA7BZ0wM5D2YOLh3sr54eEQ557Naijea/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce_grass-0113.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPuxlPkSvslj2WHen8P66q1ed5QUgLbYlByaIGAGysNu5KP0DSC-Gzmc_XrW44k7MJ8ncZIyvGbYVmErigIMiKmcSFGDbzFr7NAnKLj1gAaHHVRA7BZ0wM5D2YOLh3sr54eEQ557Naijea/s400/Kalib_Royce_grass-0113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368257043572023858" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Wry suddenly notices a beautiful cloud, passing overhead in the deep, blue, sky. He points it out to Royce, who does not care. But Royce does care about the boy. Royce loves the boy.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuBvAWISbi5JS5dP8gJ4EQlP61ZmLl_qVOT_cccT7ub7510NoyCRU0yE-4a8JwCYam5WyjYAT_NqWClHlc8xVbPfFB0yeb6vwNtUvH9ZD7RT7dDBrra2mufyXJv3aVXbBeLidBsPF8WlxG/s1600-h/Kalib_Royce_grass-0115.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuBvAWISbi5JS5dP8gJ4EQlP61ZmLl_qVOT_cccT7ub7510NoyCRU0yE-4a8JwCYam5WyjYAT_NqWClHlc8xVbPfFB0yeb6vwNtUvH9ZD7RT7dDBrra2mufyXJv3aVXbBeLidBsPF8WlxG/s400/Kalib_Royce_grass-0115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368257038103904802" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Ah, yes. A magic moment, one that will last forever.</span></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-87480757855881112532009-08-08T21:29:00.002-08:002009-08-08T21:32:19.132-08:00A time of high ambition and roaring energy in the Kracker house<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7UHzqaOuop5S_byXW779MA4CzUQMHSAKU8aZSrhE0uSkuMCQx19wx37W4vbzDyvvaTtDiboHIV3DMjjIY5xQofo2LGCBcZW7YAw2tzHDf5419e5Ru9RSmg4Q_QpmXBlQ6a8PWUayO97NQ/s1600-h/Pistol-Yero-1929.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7UHzqaOuop5S_byXW779MA4CzUQMHSAKU8aZSrhE0uSkuMCQx19wx37W4vbzDyvvaTtDiboHIV3DMjjIY5xQofo2LGCBcZW7YAw2tzHDf5419e5Ru9RSmg4Q_QpmXBlQ6a8PWUayO97NQ/s400/Pistol-Yero-1929.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367829628989064962" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">As you can see, Pistol</span></span> is full of energy, vigor, and vim.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQriRp6hwQfweKjBpq6MYIT1QL-wIoP_6wsHtWjSHRePW35cMLNJk1cQas0165XyEoK3WUKs5-_juwjO95EYvJtxkCdlUWbs6nGCFlpuNiPx_B1M7_Akgbi1r-Gosf5rEMWHwoxFXLz0yA/s1600-h/Jim-1940.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQriRp6hwQfweKjBpq6MYIT1QL-wIoP_6wsHtWjSHRePW35cMLNJk1cQas0165XyEoK3WUKs5-_juwjO95EYvJtxkCdlUWbs6nGCFlpuNiPx_B1M7_Akgbi1r-Gosf5rEMWHwoxFXLz0yA/s400/Jim-1940.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367829623629126674" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">So is Jim.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgemlWJQnCYTZ0ETckN5j7v9IWJg2y6nZYrKiFKDVjGbzCRtD8eeav345rqxYyjfPcW3qT7c8ffihuKxiold8q79ScN9NG8qJIu0ubjgbvxsTfQ8wS6ocklRssWZbuLsmC6-sNSD6Xb02rJ/s1600-h/Martignye-1938.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgemlWJQnCYTZ0ETckN5j7v9IWJg2y6nZYrKiFKDVjGbzCRtD8eeav345rqxYyjfPcW3qT7c8ffihuKxiold8q79ScN9NG8qJIu0ubjgbvxsTfQ8wS6ocklRssWZbuLsmC6-sNSD6Xb02rJ/s400/Martignye-1938.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367829619079628402" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And Martigny, too.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQgqgS9xkpjmT52yRsaAaLhKNwauKrshhwIFBVW-KKaDaSBLlImwJPTRbBrd7cJh1QpvcPAG4fi-YiLw3oYCGxIUgygE9b42o9JlmJa84GaO0We1tHLlRdlt6mfWukflBfhLRzPUzwbgVD/s1600-h/Chicago-1914.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQgqgS9xkpjmT52yRsaAaLhKNwauKrshhwIFBVW-KKaDaSBLlImwJPTRbBrd7cJh1QpvcPAG4fi-YiLw3oYCGxIUgygE9b42o9JlmJa84GaO0We1tHLlRdlt6mfWukflBfhLRzPUzwbgVD/s400/Chicago-1914.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367829612966498594" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Chicago can hardly be constrained. This is how we all are around here, right now. Give us some time. Rest will come, energy will be restored, Sunflower will heak and we will all be back as we were.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I just need about a 20 year nap, that's all.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">So it shouldn't be too long.</span></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-12080293773813758012009-07-31T22:25:00.001-08:002009-07-31T22:26:32.711-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7wtjHnJoDdGxcHdRLYtzJChMIgGvXQ7D8wyJCVilfrBAs11bshOuXl-j5LcjFB4qdszgcIRa9TDxWqq2RSNGYv9W9zZXNEjsMMr471l5VAZ07zxz4nMX_UelWwlB4KzHL1n2KdspIe-kS/s1600-h/Royce-0103.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7wtjHnJoDdGxcHdRLYtzJChMIgGvXQ7D8wyJCVilfrBAs11bshOuXl-j5LcjFB4qdszgcIRa9TDxWqq2RSNGYv9W9zZXNEjsMMr471l5VAZ07zxz4nMX_UelWwlB4KzHL1n2KdspIe-kS/s400/Royce-0103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364872423627972386" /></a>Do not expect any good photography or clever stories from me tonight, folks. I am drained and exhausted and it is all I can do to make a post at all - but I feel I must post just so you will know that Grahamn Kracker is keeping this blog alive. Those of you who visit the blog in the parallel universe already know what we have been through here since Sunflower fell and hurt herself.<div><br /></div><div>Those of you who don't can find out right here: <a href="http://wasillaalaskaby300.squarespace.com/journal/2009/7/30/the-ordeal-that-my-wife-has-so-far-faced-i-wanted-hospital-c.html">Sunflower's ordeal.</a></div><div><br /></div><div>You can see how drained Toast Ed and Prickly Pear Blossom are. Thank goodness, Chicago is there to help get them through it.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEIUXqmrO4-t1hUrH5xseJEm-cJoHEFN9wPntE_CgcMneBELUslPktzehkvQy6nHDAU2WjuP81olTjTk2X-1SOZLqov2bBM_pnPlln9QvABfFuwKzjqfCnlIlPpSErBHq_0wS4T6-HiDvc/s1600-h/Royce-0156.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEIUXqmrO4-t1hUrH5xseJEm-cJoHEFN9wPntE_CgcMneBELUslPktzehkvQy6nHDAU2WjuP81olTjTk2X-1SOZLqov2bBM_pnPlln9QvABfFuwKzjqfCnlIlPpSErBHq_0wS4T6-HiDvc/s400/Royce-0156.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364872416140064482" /></a>And here is Royce, getting a drink. I know some of you will be greatly concerned to see such a picture and will want to admonish me to keep him indoors and serve him only the cleanest of water, but Royce is at least 15 years old now, maybe sixteen and he has lived this way all of his life.</div><div><br /></div><div>We cannot change him now.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizGj8rXH4JxKznnl7mClIEaCh6JkjXVjL1tK-EyPoqkuVqO6vdZXCH1u2k7m61E_260OzkhnXBIW2qTK1iWwxUABz1nKwQZr2IirD6D5N9qU6NIH4ZNzDuyGEACXpm2QiUW2KABAA0MpiM/s1600-h/Royce-0148.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizGj8rXH4JxKznnl7mClIEaCh6JkjXVjL1tK-EyPoqkuVqO6vdZXCH1u2k7m61E_260OzkhnXBIW2qTK1iWwxUABz1nKwQZr2IirD6D5N9qU6NIH4ZNzDuyGEACXpm2QiUW2KABAA0MpiM/s400/Royce-0148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364872409839271138" /></a>Royce walks away from his reflection.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHKax-HsLTplgpa94ox9uwbRe6MURmi0P7G5dIKrEcRdh3A-dmsxYItxaMMq6wdZTeShZwq5vtAuG8Tl1ACJ_e70SpGPe4DxCKcva48ti9QZ0LJ7c9FTwu2jy4yh-f6f5JzXawjT7QSsz6/s1600-h/Lavina_Royce_Chicago-1782.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHKax-HsLTplgpa94ox9uwbRe6MURmi0P7G5dIKrEcRdh3A-dmsxYItxaMMq6wdZTeShZwq5vtAuG8Tl1ACJ_e70SpGPe4DxCKcva48ti9QZ0LJ7c9FTwu2jy4yh-f6f5JzXawjT7QSsz6/s400/Lavina_Royce_Chicago-1782.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364872405907791426" /></a>Oh, my! The accident had not yet happened when I took this picture. We had just gotten up and the day was pleasant and we thought that it would remain so. It did not.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPjhHJUnO549fyWlYJ4D7JR17GdE1Tq9yMngv9XFJ3OQGbluyjr5MXdPxP0DYz-NKVCqQNjL80hcZgc6aWm_DM_XUI35G1nKvexlh9u8FQaC4TwbIZizVgFRp3mlRjIC5RRtdofFaFRYWn/s1600-h/Pistol-0050.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPjhHJUnO549fyWlYJ4D7JR17GdE1Tq9yMngv9XFJ3OQGbluyjr5MXdPxP0DYz-NKVCqQNjL80hcZgc6aWm_DM_XUI35G1nKvexlh9u8FQaC4TwbIZizVgFRp3mlRjIC5RRtdofFaFRYWn/s400/Pistol-0050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364871719814730274" /></a>Pistol-Yero at 1:07 in the afternoon.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSguT6Edlz3DK7Q8uFybPzLaresGblBC1rmYeoTX281sx04PotbuJJMv5s5VxPVvYCozy_jZWJFbBdPu7i6qHR-jdwUPX9D5QJwuzSPlz34_fWt4PIyDAXODdB3_R5UOd1fBgem5hYhYf4/s1600-h/Kalib_Muzzy-0034.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSguT6Edlz3DK7Q8uFybPzLaresGblBC1rmYeoTX281sx04PotbuJJMv5s5VxPVvYCozy_jZWJFbBdPu7i6qHR-jdwUPX9D5QJwuzSPlz34_fWt4PIyDAXODdB3_R5UOd1fBgem5hYhYf4/s400/Kalib_Muzzy-0034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364871713671985554" /></a>Little Wry Kracker and Muzzy, the strangest looking of all the Kracker cats.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb0_bOPAZCaunYjfKaBNpLysqCwiO-zd-pOqYvHvJXEclxE37Pa3fX5kbuqGcBxb3dt3rjPg3O-9h7mleFTpO2V3EwRz_ta1urZqVnj9DQij0a6JdkwaapcNNi28g5nJ4AlrSdfh02dC27/s1600-h/Lavina_Royce_Chicago-1782.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb0_bOPAZCaunYjfKaBNpLysqCwiO-zd-pOqYvHvJXEclxE37Pa3fX5kbuqGcBxb3dt3rjPg3O-9h7mleFTpO2V3EwRz_ta1urZqVnj9DQij0a6JdkwaapcNNi28g5nJ4AlrSdfh02dC27/s400/Lavina_Royce_Chicago-1782.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364871705789669938" /></a>Oh no! This picture got in here twice! Well, I am too lazy to go to html and take it out. That's how exhausted.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcdY0VJIjGxGIppQaANwREnjyaCdB3lSoqC-sOZv_5WUO5RTJtwIgi64qEEUfP86db2eVgGrHQtsfEYIET7y5gawN1mxbJf2fB0D-WH2SCdcutthNojaMN2FCaRMj_zvcibUuzW0XtfDj2/s1600-h/Hurt_day2-0104.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcdY0VJIjGxGIppQaANwREnjyaCdB3lSoqC-sOZv_5WUO5RTJtwIgi64qEEUfP86db2eVgGrHQtsfEYIET7y5gawN1mxbJf2fB0D-WH2SCdcutthNojaMN2FCaRMj_zvcibUuzW0XtfDj2/s400/Hurt_day2-0104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364871700878471570" /></a>Oh, my! They really are exhausted.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBekfz66-BSuTxgMK3TyCZpxyVt6EiVclfvs-oQ_cDZdKWd4oh0Lb_45tVHI68shMCHheXhYEFydp6tZ8EHw3VSpAc9kt1ilAWeqBaHrxfNai6RTKBMBoVk3SSmT39b63iLXhkyIGH4ZNE/s1600-h/Jim_help_me-0164-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBekfz66-BSuTxgMK3TyCZpxyVt6EiVclfvs-oQ_cDZdKWd4oh0Lb_45tVHI68shMCHheXhYEFydp6tZ8EHw3VSpAc9kt1ilAWeqBaHrxfNai6RTKBMBoVk3SSmT39b63iLXhkyIGH4ZNE/s400/Jim_help_me-0164-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364871697899217890" /></a>And so am I. What would I do, without Jim to help get me through such moments?<br /><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8eI3R1XUb9XIWjTZ4m2uu9LT3zTk6usQ_rHSntVOhKVfgnIL3zMjeEKBC1YCU3-BgiKF3vKnO6Q6oGZSxnKpv16encPxOoS7RIlpZja9OqqK_XXsm3jxtUBu-OBnvnlZDWMyin96qAy4I/s1600-h/Royce-0154.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8eI3R1XUb9XIWjTZ4m2uu9LT3zTk6usQ_rHSntVOhKVfgnIL3zMjeEKBC1YCU3-BgiKF3vKnO6Q6oGZSxnKpv16encPxOoS7RIlpZja9OqqK_XXsm3jxtUBu-OBnvnlZDWMyin96qAy4I/s400/Royce-0154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364870691318457330" /></a><br /></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-5123393232930153412009-07-28T22:58:00.000-08:002009-07-28T22:58:00.680-08:00Cleo finds a new home in Alaska<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF49fmhoglsm-AFW6VzBACxuTg3Fn-ZqLE1PJgqTMgaBDQVvxKV-OS4CJUX96y65FO6s-Rr7fgwN0Kui1fv2R0s3lvhpeDYCOEfchGm-oZ821x1Bb3kZ3kDTWnbNHYVjJul2VoRuH5CRQ6/s1600-h/cleo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF49fmhoglsm-AFW6VzBACxuTg3Fn-ZqLE1PJgqTMgaBDQVvxKV-OS4CJUX96y65FO6s-Rr7fgwN0Kui1fv2R0s3lvhpeDYCOEfchGm-oZ821x1Bb3kZ3kDTWnbNHYVjJul2VoRuH5CRQ6/s400/cleo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363767534491120514" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Readers probably think </span></span>that I have abandoned this blog; given up on it altogether. This is not correct. What is a hard fact, however, is that I just spent five weeks traveling on the Arctic Slope, where I visited five communities, and in that time I saw and met a total of but one cat, Sigñiq, who I photographed and introduced to you.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">I am back home, now, exhausted, and with a new crisis to face as my lovely Sunflower has once again gone down with an excruciatingly painful knee injury, but at least I among my own cat buddies, who will soon begin to pop up in this blog again.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">In the meantime, I did meet this character, Cleo, at the Anchorage airport shortly after my flight from Barrow landed and deboarded.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Cleo had just moved to Anchorage from Colorado.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">I did a short interview with him:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Me: "Cleo, why did you choose to leave your home in Colorado to move to Alaska?"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Cleo: "Meow."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Me: "I see. I agree completely. Alaska is God's favorite place. And how was your flight?"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Cleo: "Meow."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Me: "That bad, huh?"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Cleo: "Meow! Meow! Meow!"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Me: "Well! Certainly I would agree that she should be reprimanded, but don't you think it would have been a little extreme to have opened the door and thrown the Stewardess out?"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Cleo: "Meow."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Me: "Actually, it's cats that always land on their feet, so she wouldn't have been okay. Besides, even if she did land on her feet, it was sixty below up there, so she would have been a popsicle and would have shattered when she hit the ground."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Cleo: "Meow."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Me: "Yes, I can accept that as punishment instead. It would be a real eye and nose-opener for her to have to fly from Denver to Anchorage in a little cage with a little tiny litter box that was always shifting around. But how do you feel about spending the rest of your life in Alaska?"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Cleo: "Purrrrrrrr...."</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-48070360560259791412009-07-01T22:29:00.005-08:002009-07-02T15:52:38.793-08:00Siqñiq - with her around, the Arctic is always a sunny, warm, place<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgysWWkgXxK82d9OQQCXxh8qUFcxdIskS4kPecwgmmaiudyvoiMmeFUjgmiXUSCtxbsYv2ooUBFTDvbKlosRCACYQmR1-d8ahMWzs55zH3PMeRz4MrT1kJ87s9atcRMSAJdpJhs3w7h9Utx/s1600-h/siqi%C3%B1iq.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgysWWkgXxK82d9OQQCXxh8qUFcxdIskS4kPecwgmmaiudyvoiMmeFUjgmiXUSCtxbsYv2ooUBFTDvbKlosRCACYQmR1-d8ahMWzs55zH3PMeRz4MrT1kJ87s9atcRMSAJdpJhs3w7h9Utx/s400/siqi%C3%B1iq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353738028653487266" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Look! Sun shines out through the window!</span></span> From the inside to the outside. The cat that you see is Siqñiq, and Siqñiq is the Iñupiaq Eskimo word for sun.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The month of April is typically very cold in the Arctic coast village of Wainwright, Alaska. Two years ago in April, Cora Akpik made a visit to the nearest city, Barrow, 97 miles away. She learned that her grown daughter had a cat that she had been unable to care for, so she had taken it to the vet for safe keeping until it could find a new home.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Cora had never had a cat before, but she decided to make her home the cat's home.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">As is the case in most of Alaska, no roads link the Arctic communities to each other and so Cora had to fly home, along with her grandchildren, Nellie and Clyde, who you see here.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The cat, who did not yet have a name, flew along in a cat carrier.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMDaUnR2pu_B99Eb-OE3bm2oxx71MuRCq8C0kew1xLoteq2yP85rsOIm5XMvYLnlngIaI00pEOtpGC9tL93EN7B98MFwrGqIuSrFETBrSICn7X2C0ik0J_u6I-_EQyZg_tuhry42VEPY4B/s1600-h/siqi%C3%B1iq_leave_window.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMDaUnR2pu_B99Eb-OE3bm2oxx71MuRCq8C0kew1xLoteq2yP85rsOIm5XMvYLnlngIaI00pEOtpGC9tL93EN7B98MFwrGqIuSrFETBrSICn7X2C0ik0J_u6I-_EQyZg_tuhry42VEPY4B/s400/siqi%C3%B1iq_leave_window.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353738022154749682" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Somehow, the cat escaped from the carrier</span></span> and jumped onto the back of a woman who sat in front of her. The woman did not know what kind of animal had landed on her back. All she knew is that it had fur and claws.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Cats are not common animals on the Arctic Slope. Wolverines are. For all she knew, a wolverine had just jumped on her. Polar bears are also common in the Arctic. Maybe it was a polar bear. A real tiny one - tiny, but mean. The woman screamed and screamed.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Then she discovered that it was a cat. Everything was alright after that.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwsPxBnn4xciceZTBirt4ofHnJV-Kix9QPCpK2CjB7tvxkkvnLA9kc5ZaszaXsbLMxyiEYKQ-pYdc1_sQ0i2fA-ysx2U6X-qNlphxsfWgQR4OgzwRF4KMaApKKsrS_cED8GVar0QqPei-O/s1600-h/siqi%C3%B1iq_Nellie_baby.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwsPxBnn4xciceZTBirt4ofHnJV-Kix9QPCpK2CjB7tvxkkvnLA9kc5ZaszaXsbLMxyiEYKQ-pYdc1_sQ0i2fA-ysx2U6X-qNlphxsfWgQR4OgzwRF4KMaApKKsrS_cED8GVar0QqPei-O/s400/siqi%C3%B1iq_Nellie_baby.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353737528707480706" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">After they arrived home, </span></span>where Cora lives with her husband, Max, Nellie and Clyde and other children and grandchildren, she did not know what to name the gray cat.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">She looked out the window. The sky was blue, cold and clear above the snow-blown tundra and the ice-covered ocean. The sun shone brightly.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">"Siqñiq!" she said in Iñupiaq.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Thus, Siqñiq was named.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi85MODh3uOKxGEh_oNSp1AtU4YCoSK9IDiHY9u1-W4sORM7j7h1PvKzjcXpzQsKgxSYStfd7gw8R1Y3pPS_Dm-ZF3GRHyB7P_ztFi-ZGXNGEzAHiD0LaoqwZ5HY-QVwtNU471Pgi1Wii09/s1600-h/Nellie_look_at_siqi%C3%B1iq.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi85MODh3uOKxGEh_oNSp1AtU4YCoSK9IDiHY9u1-W4sORM7j7h1PvKzjcXpzQsKgxSYStfd7gw8R1Y3pPS_Dm-ZF3GRHyB7P_ztFi-ZGXNGEzAHiD0LaoqwZ5HY-QVwtNU471Pgi1Wii09/s400/Nellie_look_at_siqi%C3%B1iq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353737524335762402" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Everybody in the house loves Siqñiq.</span></span> "She likes to play hide and seek," Nellie says. The baby, by the way, is Cara Ann. Siqñiq is also a guard cat. She sits in the window sill and studies everyone who approaches the house. When they enter the door, she scrutinizes them closely. If she detects that any of them pose a threat to Cara Ann, she attacks, leaps and rips them to shreds.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Fortunately, no one who has ever entered the house has posed any threat at all to Cara Ann. Everybody who enters loves Cara Ann. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Siqñiq has never actually had to attack anyone.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">But she scrutinizes everybody - including me.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Glad I passed!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPQU9hP_2DxP_evr0pnChDexUK7d8G_jLrPaVGeDF2_slF0hResOHdjg_qHIhM84rIq2lKxpC0fZKKgERPVQgBr1cKhm5m3bgrHIQgMOywgESMezgPypGU2m4l31nLdVxlmkP1yqLttfjs/s1600-h/siqi%C3%B1iq_scratched.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPQU9hP_2DxP_evr0pnChDexUK7d8G_jLrPaVGeDF2_slF0hResOHdjg_qHIhM84rIq2lKxpC0fZKKgERPVQgBr1cKhm5m3bgrHIQgMOywgESMezgPypGU2m4l31nLdVxlmkP1yqLttfjs/s400/siqi%C3%B1iq_scratched.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353737520218487506" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">It is expensive to feed Siqñiq. </span></span>To save money over Barrow prices, the family buys her food and litter at Wal-Mart in Anchorage. From there, they fly it by jet 850 miles to Barrow and then by commuter airline to Wainwright.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZcEiXqeaL8V12EOHXhLshrSrmtJpdh34XQG-pmdRzxa91H0wu10RrF8ufNb4bjqAPfHRjmJdQHk-9r66FjfdkfiYoPLvE2GA-7z6kmjamgJKBpGs4s0DztTlpAlUG5ZHD97LNyH6OnLiJ/s1600-h/siqi%C3%B1iq_walk_floor.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZcEiXqeaL8V12EOHXhLshrSrmtJpdh34XQG-pmdRzxa91H0wu10RrF8ufNb4bjqAPfHRjmJdQHk-9r66FjfdkfiYoPLvE2GA-7z6kmjamgJKBpGs4s0DztTlpAlUG5ZHD97LNyH6OnLiJ/s400/siqi%C3%B1iq_walk_floor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353737517577738210" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Lemmings like to run around the Arctic Slope</span></span> and all about the village of Wainwright. Siqñiq keeps them out of the house.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDREwrZhVYCtUl507lA3LxUWfAjc-thZ-MGPfynl0f-Rg6El1ZPbtjByCdhNIxytToib0ZSY5cs07dnRW-Jg_u9CZKfKroo1bPPa0fmR5Fv0T8NyGC0SeuXkT7iF_xg2UmFigXaSFJ4uWC/s1600-h/siqi%C3%B1iq_portrait.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDREwrZhVYCtUl507lA3LxUWfAjc-thZ-MGPfynl0f-Rg6El1ZPbtjByCdhNIxytToib0ZSY5cs07dnRW-Jg_u9CZKfKroo1bPPa0fmR5Fv0T8NyGC0SeuXkT7iF_xg2UmFigXaSFJ4uWC/s400/siqi%C3%B1iq_portrait.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353737510292408802" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Siqñiq.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;">Nobody who I talked to could think of a single other cat living in Wainwright today. Siqniq may be the only one.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;">I did not meet any cat in Point Lay, the village that I visited just before Wainwright.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;">I expect to be back in the Arctic for most all of July. Anyone who wishes to follow my travels can click right here:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="http://wasillaalaskaby300.squarespace.com/">http://wasillaalaskaby300.squarespace.com/</a></span></span><br /></span></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-32081418952752034392009-06-22T01:07:00.006-08:002009-08-04T13:28:56.548-08:00We find the final cat that we would meet in India in a rather fruity situation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLPF0oZKSVHphWSIGQFii7wlT_i9wr-yWibGe1Z_fskznPJ-ACpZ6FTm_-pP-nSbvf29hCRRkFeIA23oZv_b9xMnSNciP0Olbf5sDeIT8JPEz_O53FkDn0MtEau3oHeCWmuFMPbq4KznWA/s1600-h/Melanie_fruit_cat_fruit.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLPF0oZKSVHphWSIGQFii7wlT_i9wr-yWibGe1Z_fskznPJ-ACpZ6FTm_-pP-nSbvf29hCRRkFeIA23oZv_b9xMnSNciP0Olbf5sDeIT8JPEz_O53FkDn0MtEau3oHeCWmuFMPbq4KznWA/s400/Melanie_fruit_cat_fruit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350073027882812738" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">There is a certain fruit shop</span></span> near Soundarya's home in Bangalore where she likes to buy and she had recently discovered that a kitten had moved in. So she took us there.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Have you noticed how many orange and white cats there are in India? They seem to be a majority.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tryskuit snuggles the kitten.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiABNQzJ8xI-i2YzR5kCmvldMCHbZig31-GHpuJHUUdcqvyJNwe7uvd8jNdyN8_nbqb8xofL1BkdFAU_lbXVZ7wRYvzyEGt9LTPm5NRfVqii6iz-0ynvwRJOvN8zaOElLC0mdYMD6LXs7dZ/s1600-h/Melanie_fruit_cat_counter.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiABNQzJ8xI-i2YzR5kCmvldMCHbZig31-GHpuJHUUdcqvyJNwe7uvd8jNdyN8_nbqb8xofL1BkdFAU_lbXVZ7wRYvzyEGt9LTPm5NRfVqii6iz-0ynvwRJOvN8zaOElLC0mdYMD6LXs7dZ/s400/Melanie_fruit_cat_counter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350072871514951506" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The shop owner said that the kitten had moved in about two weeks before and that he liked him. He wanted him to stay, and grow up as a store kitten.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">"What is his name?" I asked.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">"Cat," he answered.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhngb8_avb2jQg1yVvob3KHpn4Y1Sy2O8N-On6ZuAHmUN5_X5uA0ED4pJfCQlT2mhG7f6rLG_oLJzJ1A443vQuDyoEmmX1koZVWmVf8f9UiAaxuJY0dooQSQIJVk2K4eHoaAFppT0b1tlwT/s1600-h/fruit_cat_leaps.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhngb8_avb2jQg1yVvob3KHpn4Y1Sy2O8N-On6ZuAHmUN5_X5uA0ED4pJfCQlT2mhG7f6rLG_oLJzJ1A443vQuDyoEmmX1koZVWmVf8f9UiAaxuJY0dooQSQIJVk2K4eHoaAFppT0b1tlwT/s400/fruit_cat_leaps.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350072867586981810" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Cat takes a great leap.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3bOm5rrtqmw35mdn9lgZsEWoz4YotTnScb7XPhLOATSgPE6kg2pfYHAAvcRyWTZuINPmekjEidtM7l1uUhuDE1trwXCPk89SNLJ8zg9YOrvjcGp7lqcz4wAAhPV0zYP5fWlcVXw1rSItI/s1600-h/fruit_cat.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3bOm5rrtqmw35mdn9lgZsEWoz4YotTnScb7XPhLOATSgPE6kg2pfYHAAvcRyWTZuINPmekjEidtM7l1uUhuDE1trwXCPk89SNLJ8zg9YOrvjcGp7lqcz4wAAhPV0zYP5fWlcVXw1rSItI/s400/fruit_cat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350072863373538322" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">If he were a vegetarian, Cat would be Fat Cat. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaonQu-sWPNnmh9OMit69vCR3Rs1hT7WagEPLT5QsawMi0sIMRhNFJBj1dCIqGWKy0xWbhe3EgaXYsyPtfnCp8mUIZRhiVBxRpGuFgHibs91VefC_ueld21RPdmoH7X5BTqdYcIDQMO-vn/s1600-h/Sandy_hug_fruit_catV.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaonQu-sWPNnmh9OMit69vCR3Rs1hT7WagEPLT5QsawMi0sIMRhNFJBj1dCIqGWKy0xWbhe3EgaXYsyPtfnCp8mUIZRhiVBxRpGuFgHibs91VefC_ueld21RPdmoH7X5BTqdYcIDQMO-vn/s400/Sandy_hug_fruit_catV.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350072861542912450" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Soundarya snuggles little Cat. As you can imagine, she had been feeling quite down about the calico. Yet, as hard as life is, live moves on and so she smiles again.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRrtVECNEjrOChRfNQMexitmpHQGiSZ3TaSDLRtpG64K5r0t98DgtiYwyIXl9Wqsmq0LL3CSS3SXkWloGorIOKFZ9syJcz3tnvVx4KSdVWsh3q7WBbuvxIq26URjvCkJIlIuT9bUkJ1G-P/s1600-h/Sandy_hug_fruit_cat.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRrtVECNEjrOChRfNQMexitmpHQGiSZ3TaSDLRtpG64K5r0t98DgtiYwyIXl9Wqsmq0LL3CSS3SXkWloGorIOKFZ9syJcz3tnvVx4KSdVWsh3q7WBbuvxIq26URjvCkJIlIuT9bUkJ1G-P/s400/Sandy_hug_fruit_cat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350072853237056162" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And she hugs her little friend. The next day, we, the humans, would all say goodbye at the Bangalore airport. There would be many hugs and tears, too. Tryskuit and I would fly home.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">So that is it. For now.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tomorrow, I head back to Alaska's Arctic Slope.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The world is forever changing before me. And always, I look to meet new cats.</span></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-40435564814241038392009-06-19T18:58:00.001-08:002009-08-04T13:29:32.622-08:00We stop by to see a talking parrot and find Persians for sale<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJCb4_AJydY_p8c9EMOTtuiLUkSnxvdWzCe8Dj4Q74CtVmy3_3Lg8YOVOodDGgTYYe6VIcfCJaK8PfiRH60OT7kLunopqbScJGCgnOPslzR40KMhb340L2iodkQnKHe-TfWg7ZhnlQb5c/s1600-h/Pet_store_gray_persian.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJCb4_AJydY_p8c9EMOTtuiLUkSnxvdWzCe8Dj4Q74CtVmy3_3Lg8YOVOodDGgTYYe6VIcfCJaK8PfiRH60OT7kLunopqbScJGCgnOPslzR40KMhb340L2iodkQnKHe-TfWg7ZhnlQb5c/s400/Pet_store_gray_persian.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349234769630586146" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">In the evening of the day</span></span> that we learned the horrible news about the little calico, Sandy took Tryskuit and I into downtown Bangalore to buy some gifts before we left for home. This would be our last night in India this trip.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">She knew of a pet supply store where there was a talking parrot and she wanted to go see that parrot. "Are there any cats there?" I asked.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">She did not think that there were, but, when we walked through the door, we saw a cage full of Persians. Their price - about $350 US each. That's a huge sum for the average person in Bangalore, although as the high-tech capital of India, the place has boomed and many people have become prosperous and a substantial number downright rich.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It is my hope that these cats soon find humans who will open not only their pocket books to them, but their hearts.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tryskuit opened her heart and made a connection.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR9iI_ll4Ms_hfz2aqIo5vPXRx8-NPXdob_whk6pzgeyxBqpAHgOV3OjHdAfMW5-wfphQK7kzomya-QcVsdYxR9IiP_NRrNy5OLsz4QBqdGn3bVZf8xlo94ADhFoE3wCp6QXDbLLnnIj3d/s1600-h/Pet_store_white_persian.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR9iI_ll4Ms_hfz2aqIo5vPXRx8-NPXdob_whk6pzgeyxBqpAHgOV3OjHdAfMW5-wfphQK7kzomya-QcVsdYxR9IiP_NRrNy5OLsz4QBqdGn3bVZf8xlo94ADhFoE3wCp6QXDbLLnnIj3d/s400/Pet_store_white_persian.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349234766602698146" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">More Persians waiting for prosperous people to adopt them.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC39m5mobFC80GFTOZkkQ0O6m7eoPDb1Z0_zr0xbqMiw2-GocftWX8bSvjECTnYkpBYbMkxcwl-mJxvcQEkO6lDfQ409Q-ospQkhnXEnTl1YsOBxeUi-kuBKR68N7BV7wuGzv3bx9KuyxT/s1600-h/Pet_store_cat_meow.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC39m5mobFC80GFTOZkkQ0O6m7eoPDb1Z0_zr0xbqMiw2-GocftWX8bSvjECTnYkpBYbMkxcwl-mJxvcQEkO6lDfQ409Q-ospQkhnXEnTl1YsOBxeUi-kuBKR68N7BV7wuGzv3bx9KuyxT/s400/Pet_store_cat_meow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349234761063841986" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">This orange boy is not for sale. His people have gone on vacation and the pet store is providing hotel services until they get back. He is not happy with the accommodations.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2duYEgsZEJhd3J9UdYR70TniMBO-VLu4dzA3CFxV4HldTEArN4LhrAFbEs8tKo1izy3jS2X48j3R-zX4LH7UmFLgYkFTa0xZty7h2e8gcjHPF4NsYqpJU3KI5wxnFuOX2h2SIDADMj6Xg/s1600-h/Sandy_pet_Pet_store_cat.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2duYEgsZEJhd3J9UdYR70TniMBO-VLu4dzA3CFxV4HldTEArN4LhrAFbEs8tKo1izy3jS2X48j3R-zX4LH7UmFLgYkFTa0xZty7h2e8gcjHPF4NsYqpJU3KI5wxnFuOX2h2SIDADMj6Xg/s400/Sandy_pet_Pet_store_cat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349234757745210914" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Sandy reaches through and gives him a pet.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Very shortly, we would go into another store and meet yet one more cat. I will introduce him in my next post, and then that will be all for this trip to India.</span></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-56682865123746239522009-06-16T21:37:00.006-08:002009-06-17T12:34:07.613-08:00The Momma Cat is left to cry for her calico baby<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0uzXLEqFvJNYzFTRiXZEavLl6duOCXyogC7nO8EPw_4f-sltRvtRgiOwA1mMZ6QLwnPWQWEnRC2GMdY7dIIn_PQi0xQeHPsEKREpZLq2tSvaY7hUuanvpuqR8gKBgMosV9x95NNxNW3Z3/s1600-h/20090521-1J2F8840.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0uzXLEqFvJNYzFTRiXZEavLl6duOCXyogC7nO8EPw_4f-sltRvtRgiOwA1mMZ6QLwnPWQWEnRC2GMdY7dIIn_PQi0xQeHPsEKREpZLq2tSvaY7hUuanvpuqR8gKBgMosV9x95NNxNW3Z3/s400/20090521-1J2F8840.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348150864981057394" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">We arose before the sun</span></span> the morning after the reunion and took off on a three day drive. It was marvelous trip, during which we experienced a small but significant part of the wonder that is India. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">On the second night, after we checked into a little hotel in the village of Badami, which sits in the midst of a region of ancient Hindu ruins, many of which are not ruined at all, I heard the cry of a kitten.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I stepped into a nicely kept lawn surrounded by the "u" shaped hotel on three sides and a swimming pool on the fourth. A man sat, eating, at a table.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">"Did you hear a kitten?" I asked him.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">"Oh yes," he said. "It will show up soon." And it did. But it was wild and frightened, and neither Tryskuit or I could draw near to it. I failed to get a picture.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">At the end of the third day, we turned back toward Bangalore on a drive that would last all through the night.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">As we rolled down the busy Indian Highway, lightning blasting around us, my mind frequently turned to the Momma and her babies. I wondered how they were doing. I worried, but then I worry about many things. I consoled myself that they would be fine.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">When we arrived back at the house at about 5:00 AM, I listened, but could hear no cats. Trusting that this meant that they were asleep, I went to sleep myself for a few hours - as did everybody else.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">About 9:00 AM, I was woken by the forlorn and lonely "meow" of Momma cat. I listened, but did not hear the answer of a kitten in return. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tryskuit and I then searched and searched, but we could find no sign of the kittens. We asked those who had stayed behind, and they said they had seen both kittens the day before, but not today.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Then, as I downloaded the trip pictures from my camera into the laptop, the woman next door, the one who had been feeding Momma cat, opened her door. There, standing beside her, next to her very own bowl of milk, was the orange kitten.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The woman had not seen the calico, but had heard a bit of commotion, found the orange kitten on the ground and had brought it into her house for its safety. I understood that she would now adopt it, even as she continued to feed the mother.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">We continued to search. We put out our inquiry as to the whereabouts of the calico as far as we could - then we learned the horrid news. It had been eaten by a street dog.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Look at the Momma! How she did cry. No tears - but she cried. Her pain was bitter. I petted her and petted her, as did Tryskuit in turn. She seemed to take some solace in those pets, but they did not wipe away her pain.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBuizeVZ6ret5RBhspZYYboRxpDatDxQsp5ZYNdABkGi7VJ6F-wxhi2NPbx-RsfQrAeKBmQ1Fs8mwgrqfsXWXF8nNQ3VuRVbzhDhsvqu3BeGx-A1a_RmMtv2kQODET0c2d7Fl4MVS1sqKo/s1600-h/20090521-1J2F8829.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBuizeVZ6ret5RBhspZYYboRxpDatDxQsp5ZYNdABkGi7VJ6F-wxhi2NPbx-RsfQrAeKBmQ1Fs8mwgrqfsXWXF8nNQ3VuRVbzhDhsvqu3BeGx-A1a_RmMtv2kQODET0c2d7Fl4MVS1sqKo/s400/20090521-1J2F8829.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348150865189476722" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I felt as though I had been kicked in the chest. Tears came to my own eyes. I did not let them linger, for to do so would do no one any good.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSo5fXqdKowTaSm25nL0-ABgwdYXYuxP2629IgLx4zyRNwUDDnJjhWP1yUtwaywaMkG394A6STNzASwa86NZKJMthLf4jdwfQwSs2_C8HV3YKTrCT7IaItlLniKXZsk9wqLxgq523-iN8b/s1600-h/20090521-1J2F8842.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSo5fXqdKowTaSm25nL0-ABgwdYXYuxP2629IgLx4zyRNwUDDnJjhWP1yUtwaywaMkG394A6STNzASwa86NZKJMthLf4jdwfQwSs2_C8HV3YKTrCT7IaItlLniKXZsk9wqLxgq523-iN8b/s400/20090521-1J2F8842.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348150863013942786" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And as she cried, a male black came wandering by, a tom, then quickly disappeared.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi012JdXPuoY_PKYqmi4bObSyoDa_4yKcYxTGWFyaEeJoNCrbpyUOLBVzoNiTxxDD0S4iTngYCcCyO1C0tjuGuhL79A8n5i4uQwKHSlwvR2SWUCl7iQ3h3HtICbITcktahyphenhyphenRS3-UIpvNwmZ/s1600-h/20090518-IMG_0567.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi012JdXPuoY_PKYqmi4bObSyoDa_4yKcYxTGWFyaEeJoNCrbpyUOLBVzoNiTxxDD0S4iTngYCcCyO1C0tjuGuhL79A8n5i4uQwKHSlwvR2SWUCl7iQ3h3HtICbITcktahyphenhyphenRS3-UIpvNwmZ/s400/20090518-IMG_0567.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348158077765858850" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Little One:</span></span> I saw your great desire to live - I saw it in your eager posture, the glow in your eye, the plea in your meow. I saw you frightened, and alone, when your mother and your orange sibling got stuck in the little building and, with Tryskuit at my side and Buddy amused but eager to help, we did not stop our efforts for you until you were reunited with your family.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Then I saw your relief, your joy, and how quickly you put the fright behind you as you romped with your sibling, and suckled your mother.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I did all that I could for you, Little Kitten, but it was not enough.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">How I wanted to pull you in and give you shelter of the safest kind, but I was not in a position to do so. How I wanted to pick you up, hold you, stroke you, comfort you, but I did not want to frighten you so I never did.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Some who will visit this page will say that you are at the Rainbow Bridge. For those who find comfort in the thought of such a bridge, where the spirits of deceased pets play and romp until that day when they can be reunited with their humans, fine, that is all very good and I encourage you to take your comfort there, for comfort should be taken where it can be found.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Thoughts of such a bridge do not comfort me, for those thoughts slam into hard reality.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Those who I was with at the time of your death believe that you will come back again, in another body, another form, perhaps human, again and again until at last you are perfected into ultimate happiness and glory.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">To me, you were perfect already.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">As stated in my previous post, I have but one source of solace. That is the happiness that I saw when you and your family were all reunited, when you suckled at your mother's teat. For that moment, which I helped to create for you, as did Tryskuit and Buddy, all was well. For that moment, the world was a warm and beautiful place.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">In this matter, that knowledge is my sole solace.</span></div><div><br /></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-80467972515287337812009-06-14T21:45:00.002-08:002009-06-15T00:18:54.870-08:00A mishap separates the family; Tryskuit and I launch a rescue effort to reunite them<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKBbXGVGwdK0J_q0hpqrtS0qLmvmKNKoCjTF_SbJ4B7QLYYkeA-KdKviBNf3UhT_PobGk7zjqVRG5_PC71HLhMEaEwKmCvv0ekUGhALmD2cOpRnLhGtF-tBL7Exv30xDWF7Ai1feORpfr-/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0550.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKBbXGVGwdK0J_q0hpqrtS0qLmvmKNKoCjTF_SbJ4B7QLYYkeA-KdKviBNf3UhT_PobGk7zjqVRG5_PC71HLhMEaEwKmCvv0ekUGhALmD2cOpRnLhGtF-tBL7Exv30xDWF7Ai1feORpfr-/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0550.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374946312671266" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Later, that very same day,</span></span> I was working on my laptop when Tryskuit burst into the room where I had set up shop. "Dad!" she exclaimed. "There is a big drama happening with the cats!"</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Apparently, the small orange one had worked its way off the roof and had then fallen through a high window in a tiny little building connected at the back to the home of our hosts. Momma Cat had then leaped through that window, knocking out a pane of glass as she did.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Now, she and the orange kitten were stuck inside. The little calico was stranded, all alone, on the eave where they had made their new home - as you can see above. I followed Tryskuit out to the second floor overlook. We could hear the Momma and the calico meowing to each other.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It was a sad and forlorn sound.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">We could hear nothing at all from the little orange kitten.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYwLtN2y9bP79__3jq0Pe8D8ISAihNiEOHvaGDMR7yU663tKNoirSi2t8jYFkkM0gC9CxUYCGidbLaXT-PGXqBVokBct7gxACnQjERYPtQNDBGQ-bwpanuNtlzfY8Qkx4dkz-sQl5f-hmf/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0554.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYwLtN2y9bP79__3jq0Pe8D8ISAihNiEOHvaGDMR7yU663tKNoirSi2t8jYFkkM0gC9CxUYCGidbLaXT-PGXqBVokBct7gxACnQjERYPtQNDBGQ-bwpanuNtlzfY8Qkx4dkz-sQl5f-hmf/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0554.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374939694808978" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The calico retreated to a position beneath the tin roof. Her tail and one leg protruded beyond.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhlm_52PzcCycpF2RlwGoeoMtJKTkuwizkFTKVqTCexcaC_DcKYUGH9ZJOkOwPWKR7l71bz2ZOyjqtwR7bV2qtljcn-vHkQNuRrMu_o_RpWCIv5fSXUIoYEnV2EOCv0NGS3prDpXYslTmQ/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0580.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhlm_52PzcCycpF2RlwGoeoMtJKTkuwizkFTKVqTCexcaC_DcKYUGH9ZJOkOwPWKR7l71bz2ZOyjqtwR7bV2qtljcn-vHkQNuRrMu_o_RpWCIv5fSXUIoYEnV2EOCv0NGS3prDpXYslTmQ/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0580.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374940320302450" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The calico peeks back out at me. At first, I thought it would be an easy matter to reunite the little family. As the little room where the Momma and the orange had gotten themselve stuck in was connected to the home of our hosts, Murthy and Vasanthi, I figured that it was theirs' and that they would have a key to it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It was not theirs' and they did not have the key. It belonged to a woman who lived on the second floor of the house directly behind hers and she had the key. They figured that in time, she would appear, hear the meows and let the kittens out.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I had no idea how long such a thing might take or what might happen in the meantime. As I pondered this situation, a raven landed on the wall over the calico kitten, took a good look at it and then flew away.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">If that raven - or others - were to become convinced that this calico was alone and helpless...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwilL5hj8a4Tnm__jcbgG72aQ4Zyd0tS6wX3Np3GsND8ZKoABgXNbn3lDrjEsKbYdp1FwbQKZ8fYpbBbkMFL3_5atPt1dZ_FjNvxeVlcqJ0U8Kp9vwCK3-tfAvzVojd3B2wmwSkhC_pdu8/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0581.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwilL5hj8a4Tnm__jcbgG72aQ4Zyd0tS6wX3Np3GsND8ZKoABgXNbn3lDrjEsKbYdp1FwbQKZ8fYpbBbkMFL3_5atPt1dZ_FjNvxeVlcqJ0U8Kp9vwCK3-tfAvzVojd3B2wmwSkhC_pdu8/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0581.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374936299142242" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And then we learned that the lady had rented the little room out to a man who slept there, but who was gone for four or five more days to come.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">We could not wait. Something had to be done now. I felt rather odd about it, but I climbed over the wall you see here, then crossed the flat roof on the other side to the door of the second story residence.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I could hear voices inside, speaking in their native tongue. I knocked on the door. The voices went silent. No one answered. I waited. Then knocked again. More silence.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">So Tryskuit and I went and got Buddy, Vasanthi and Murthy's nephew, on vacation from school. Buddy was a little amused that we were so worried, but he was also willing to help. He went and knocked on the same door that I had and then waited for about half a minute. Someone came to the door.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX9FJR05AXlIJqsCBqv2K7w4sOpeEpPeDX5uWFELLzycEfu3doe1z02pv1SNG5wtEHyzpD9j44BT5xeKAh8DUNIT1qJQglL-w3dCRn5dSknntJeKyxtVc5GRcpmSJJs5ViuLOxZ_7PvWnr/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0582.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX9FJR05AXlIJqsCBqv2K7w4sOpeEpPeDX5uWFELLzycEfu3doe1z02pv1SNG5wtEHyzpD9j44BT5xeKAh8DUNIT1qJQglL-w3dCRn5dSknntJeKyxtVc5GRcpmSJJs5ViuLOxZ_7PvWnr/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0582.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374619887279042" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It was the lady and two children. They came over to peek down at the calico, but it had hidden beneath the corrugated roofing.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTIP1rHGPn2WA3WMziYdIg5LveKkb0ABFW6pNlJ0QZDyt6belo4cG-UjfJV8EX8EKsBqlT7Vsl5BviH00WQgPGD6XBnHH5ir1Ry1EHmJzuvTNLuUYbDtGHQSzmV0oJ7WUBu7yL542pHaNB/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0585.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTIP1rHGPn2WA3WMziYdIg5LveKkb0ABFW6pNlJ0QZDyt6belo4cG-UjfJV8EX8EKsBqlT7Vsl5BviH00WQgPGD6XBnHH5ir1Ry1EHmJzuvTNLuUYbDtGHQSzmV0oJ7WUBu7yL542pHaNB/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0585.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374615626602082" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Buddy then acted very quickly - quicker than I wanted, because I wanted to photograph the process. He got the key from the lady and headed down, so quickly that, by the time I could secure my camera, cross over myself, find the stairs and prepare to go down, he had already opened the door. The Momma cat had stepped into the entrance.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO69tWkMgcAaZyqr_0dnT3DriCY8bCqgqWIha41TD7PO6iwnnpigIL-ZtnNUDIAY9Uw9ctQeet6T4PfxduYEccPEubnwB_yndmc0WrgQmx1DyYluY6fv7-S1zLzITefa1N3wiCL3I0dWj3/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0587.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO69tWkMgcAaZyqr_0dnT3DriCY8bCqgqWIha41TD7PO6iwnnpigIL-ZtnNUDIAY9Uw9ctQeet6T4PfxduYEccPEubnwB_yndmc0WrgQmx1DyYluY6fv7-S1zLzITefa1N3wiCL3I0dWj3/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0587.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374611281019042" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The Momma cat steps outside the door.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAz1NCvPymBX-YDMA7Q2we9ukIX9-E3viT8LXQXahosW2F_6ssMyPjWcOZ6No5FCc2exTjlTS6fvYOjLyakldgu-y57ONccBlr2LLnVHQf7OlVYbWw0BJJCL1B8Tp8t9Xvqq7O5yeDKkdl/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0591.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAz1NCvPymBX-YDMA7Q2we9ukIX9-E3viT8LXQXahosW2F_6ssMyPjWcOZ6No5FCc2exTjlTS6fvYOjLyakldgu-y57ONccBlr2LLnVHQf7OlVYbWw0BJJCL1B8Tp8t9Xvqq7O5yeDKkdl/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0591.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374606936689634" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">She does not want to leave her orange kitten behind, however, so she steps back in and hunkers down.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW1iDZSaOyZctzVJEmsrJDyJy6Pwtp3vo2UJrkYRDHp_BhP1LkpXGkHubRsfsNP76zkuMfvzPcCC2nBfSrPqz3rTn7qqgSx0_Sado2-MEIsjJRHYLgp-F60VhiKcwiWi6xs4bMO4Vkzkw0/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0592.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW1iDZSaOyZctzVJEmsrJDyJy6Pwtp3vo2UJrkYRDHp_BhP1LkpXGkHubRsfsNP76zkuMfvzPcCC2nBfSrPqz3rTn7qqgSx0_Sado2-MEIsjJRHYLgp-F60VhiKcwiWi6xs4bMO4Vkzkw0/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0592.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374607278325778" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The orange kitten rests on a gunny sack inside the home. As I take this picture, Buddy scoops up the Momma cat and heads back up the stairs. I then reach down, take hold of the frightened little orange, lift it to my chest and follow.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjweWS1WfMOWCxo4rHMESR-ZCHti5bgHfFng3zBvfWJL24y82vruJLl9P7r6YQQE0yTsd_P2yHg4QvK3NpEiEb8iVwdVEPp3be1iPUzBU4nRhaDyQy8kavOqu-nY7wySA_voCgb11TFUsQk/s1600-h/P1060558.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjweWS1WfMOWCxo4rHMESR-ZCHti5bgHfFng3zBvfWJL24y82vruJLl9P7r6YQQE0yTsd_P2yHg4QvK3NpEiEb8iVwdVEPp3be1iPUzBU4nRhaDyQy8kavOqu-nY7wySA_voCgb11TFUsQk/s400/P1060558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374179338213522" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Fortunately, Tryskuit was in position on the deck at the Murthy, with her own camera. She documented the action as Buddy came carrying the mother kitten back for a reunion with the calico...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlfaHTVP-0_zDz73MNzcsWYWIMvibx4QTRQDQlatp71BbkmPDlPLa62cny49F1Hc69CtkxaiC8aVLBLtklpRZks3UL87jVCMC6lg1EeYjCyMR20oD_OBeaXCAp01raYkBRfLLf_6FZj1e6/s1600-h/P1060561.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlfaHTVP-0_zDz73MNzcsWYWIMvibx4QTRQDQlatp71BbkmPDlPLa62cny49F1Hc69CtkxaiC8aVLBLtklpRZks3UL87jVCMC6lg1EeYjCyMR20oD_OBeaXCAp01raYkBRfLLf_6FZj1e6/s400/P1060561.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374175500640146" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And then Tryskuit photographed me, as I came carrying the little orange kitten. Tryskuit and I were a true team this day.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh58lfp1TsJdMjWK1xx7pS3f_bxqnlsdy-OyaiGhGMavNUmYOwErbrMFdWZGJVKUo2W3kZXoblh4Qm1gA0KFaMdfcf4UjI_KNEEGH6lzqGWenkZxVLK12h-EFtSF5xngwQMviamPD0zmJRi/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0595.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh58lfp1TsJdMjWK1xx7pS3f_bxqnlsdy-OyaiGhGMavNUmYOwErbrMFdWZGJVKUo2W3kZXoblh4Qm1gA0KFaMdfcf4UjI_KNEEGH6lzqGWenkZxVLK12h-EFtSF5xngwQMviamPD0zmJRi/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0595.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374177762781810" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">After returning the mother to the eave, Buddy took the orange from me and prepared to reunite the whole family.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIEJEOIIO6O-M2Y-690qTPB088AFWvD2v8HTI66cPAZ-vCJ_NiHXZ0_Yqf413tEmPfuzqAPh3Yck8g244jw-YGddm_Kt3LRh6Bu0v3ZhiwSt1i74i2UZqHH8lmv_XKlourMSS08LP-Pj3_/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0596.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIEJEOIIO6O-M2Y-690qTPB088AFWvD2v8HTI66cPAZ-vCJ_NiHXZ0_Yqf413tEmPfuzqAPh3Yck8g244jw-YGddm_Kt3LRh6Bu0v3ZhiwSt1i74i2UZqHH8lmv_XKlourMSS08LP-Pj3_/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0596.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374171384149698" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Buddy climbs down with the orange as the Momma cat watches.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoGA06Hxf_5Vbc38jmfemCODytfiM5OxFW5KUtIxRDHMn4xXFgugp1PhZAiVJlWOAHyTW9NW9-D__lcKk8vPVksgai9TrwUov3h6JnAshNX7Q2yHLL-6f-ZDcK8vkJ435SE5d7NixidjW_/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0598.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoGA06Hxf_5Vbc38jmfemCODytfiM5OxFW5KUtIxRDHMn4xXFgugp1PhZAiVJlWOAHyTW9NW9-D__lcKk8vPVksgai9TrwUov3h6JnAshNX7Q2yHLL-6f-ZDcK8vkJ435SE5d7NixidjW_/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0598.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374173383235186" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">As Buddy puts the orange cat down, the Momma retreats beneath the tin roof and the calico steps out.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp_eU8Jq2-jk5KajJmOEfkbrqEfSC8yWLvbKqnEn-FbQo3mfxBhZrjgMQAfcKayz_Nn3beuyvVX4cpS7qlrh8AZdLNgqHR4wFGvNQjSgzgpwFz_C853DWsG3qyAqn-SYfSqFGnNCOM5GlD/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0601.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp_eU8Jq2-jk5KajJmOEfkbrqEfSC8yWLvbKqnEn-FbQo3mfxBhZrjgMQAfcKayz_Nn3beuyvVX4cpS7qlrh8AZdLNgqHR4wFGvNQjSgzgpwFz_C853DWsG3qyAqn-SYfSqFGnNCOM5GlD/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0601.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347373730850211170" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The orange kitten takes off to join its mother and sister.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY_A6jySx3X4Z1-Jg9w9gixJ0hKaRl7RXVbg23eFOevPLp4_0I_73Tbmv5yOZurfapizBcFaJkzalE3uvBV-WIycmG7GW8jUfErijAtuyPDjk41jPixTUHRuPcLt1HZbl-giQE9hgTfa2M/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0625.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY_A6jySx3X4Z1-Jg9w9gixJ0hKaRl7RXVbg23eFOevPLp4_0I_73Tbmv5yOZurfapizBcFaJkzalE3uvBV-WIycmG7GW8jUfErijAtuyPDjk41jPixTUHRuPcLt1HZbl-giQE9hgTfa2M/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0625.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347373728300064930" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Soon, they all reappear. We can feel the joy and relief the family feels at being reunited once again.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBL8pkKGt3fjqNXpC6WRU5lMBcCLDEUT_nD5rptDLOds6dNAf13H9PdAIRcbJctFc1gOcXZkd_BUFvOkpB84fVEd2C-Vsi3taFl-AUSckSU5PhsCBIrCo1-kazoiWh02UoIoT82NgavGA9/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0649-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBL8pkKGt3fjqNXpC6WRU5lMBcCLDEUT_nD5rptDLOds6dNAf13H9PdAIRcbJctFc1gOcXZkd_BUFvOkpB84fVEd2C-Vsi3taFl-AUSckSU5PhsCBIrCo1-kazoiWh02UoIoT82NgavGA9/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0649-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347373720686268770" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Momma cat opens up to her kittens, so that they might have nourishment.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyO8J-Kr4UAfijzXXrfxAvDQwTbnGyKJdQQ6h9Btqq-Ghf24CFB1CGDQbZbuawIgf2JfhkC3gUb0Kl-nnJmeDe3P7W0Mvk2DVOKxfb96-GF45mQWc_5uHsQlHn6nWUD17IZeH5fLAUJzjW/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0671.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyO8J-Kr4UAfijzXXrfxAvDQwTbnGyKJdQQ6h9Btqq-Ghf24CFB1CGDQbZbuawIgf2JfhkC3gUb0Kl-nnJmeDe3P7W0Mvk2DVOKxfb96-GF45mQWc_5uHsQlHn6nWUD17IZeH5fLAUJzjW/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0671.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347373725520474434" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The neighbor lady, who did her part to help, admires the little family.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXRXDWFe4Ei7p67ZEH6jEj5s1ZR-LIxEOh7lD9j4RPO5DiK31mEsdMi2keSgM5grqshyphenhyphenAHUvILYTJzNlEdBWctzSJ9_XTp3ReKsJw9P8CiK2E9pn71FPHPbgublTpBbt2HGuA7E-P7CWBB/s1600-h/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0700.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXRXDWFe4Ei7p67ZEH6jEj5s1ZR-LIxEOh7lD9j4RPO5DiK31mEsdMi2keSgM5grqshyphenhyphenAHUvILYTJzNlEdBWctzSJ9_XTp3ReKsJw9P8CiK2E9pn71FPHPbgublTpBbt2HGuA7E-P7CWBB/s400/Bangalore_cat_family_drama-0700.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347373719887166162" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tryskuit and I could see and feel the relief and joy the mother felt to be reunited with her baby calico, and to have her orange freed from the little building, to be together with both of them. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Yet, I also thought about all the dangers of this world, and what a harsh place it can be - totally indifferent to the happiness, health, safety and well-being of a tiny cat family. To the natural world such an individual family and all the members of it are of no consequence - should they go to feed a raven or a street dog, that is just fine with the natural world.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">So I thought of these things and I felt most uneasy. In a very short time, Tyskuit, Vasanthi and Murthy and Buddy would leave on another tour and we would be gone for three days. There would be other people at the house and they all knew about the cats; furthermore, the lady next door to the side had taken a strong interest and was feeding the mother. We could only hope for the best in a dangerous world.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And I felt something else as I watched the mother suckle her babies, as I saw the look of contentment, relief and happiness radiate from her countenace - solace. I felt a sense of solace that, whatever the future might hold for them, at this moment, they were together. They were safe. They were content. The kittens bellies were being filled.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">They were experiencing this only because Tryskuit and I had taken action, and then the others had joined to help us. So, whatever sorrows the future might hold, this would be my solace - that we had given them this moment, this beautiful, beautiful, moment.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">This story will continue.</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-63104656867961003452009-06-14T21:09:00.007-08:002009-06-17T01:17:35.152-08:00Slash and Bronzy honor the Kracker Cats with The International Award<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBZB_MyUURgVvmzG8Y9iB0878k8myBNCNvfV62NAKdaBwVcGaNYNS6A2CoNvQWwGvD1cFglOA0C9sMT3JTkfyqVo5d6XTIF6mzigQyVbqFtSMpuqo-Deq6GgCngU-qHdrUs1mqw7_4Lg_l/s1600-h/international.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 159px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBZB_MyUURgVvmzG8Y9iB0878k8myBNCNvfV62NAKdaBwVcGaNYNS6A2CoNvQWwGvD1cFglOA0C9sMT3JTkfyqVo5d6XTIF6mzigQyVbqFtSMpuqo-Deq6GgCngU-qHdrUs1mqw7_4Lg_l/s400/international.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347417852449165410" /></a><br />My cats have received an award, and there it is, up above. It is called the International Bloggers Community award and it is among the highest honors we could ever have received - right up there with the Nobel and Pulitzer prize. So we thank you, <a href="http://macvetspets.blogspot.com/">Slash and Bronzy</a>. It was sent June 9 but I have not had the time to formally accept it by making this post until now.<div><br /></div><div>And let it be known that Bronzy is undergoing a health crisis right now - but is expected to recover. So, everybody pull for <a href="http://macvetspets.blogspot.com/">Bronzy</a>!</div><div><br /></div><div>The hard part about receiving such an award is that I must now pass it on to seven other bloggers. That means I must leave out the many bloggers whose work and cats I enjoy and admire and I hate to do that.</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, I will pick five almost at random out of my cat bloggers list and let me say that everybody on that list is worthy of this great award. So, here are the seven mnnnnnnnnnn: (I was going to correct the "mnnnnnnn" but it was typed in by my black cat, Jimmy, so I realized that it was correct to begin with. Jimmy is never wrong.).</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://genderandme.blogspot.com/">Standtall - The Activist </a>- Africa is known for its great cats - lions, cheetahs and the like - but in all of Africa there are no greater cats than those that prowl the roof and sleep in the bed of my good friend, Standtall.<a href="http://adan-way.blogspot.com/"></a></div><div><a href="http://adan-way.blogspot.com/">The newly-wed Michico</a> - pet of the very serious Adan and impossibly mischievous Lego.</div><div><a href="http://kattoniccats.blogspot.com/">Zippy, Sadie and Speedy</a> - Who are Kattonic, but definitely not catatonic. Sorry about your woofie buddy, Alfred</div><div><a href="http://ourcatablog.blogspot.com/">The felines at ourcatablog</a> - would that all the cats in the world could receive the love and care these fortunate ones do.</div><div><a href="http://kazokuneko.blogspot.com/">The busy mom at kazokuneko</a> who busies herself with the rescue of kittens</div><div>Sharyn - Things seems to have gone a little batty at the<a href="http://www.thekittycitygazette.com/"> Kitty City Gazette</a> lately.</div><div><a href="http://sweetpraline.blogspot.com/">Sweet Praline</a> - just like candy, but if you lick her you will get fur on your tongue.</div><div><a href="http://whatloknows.blogspot.com/">Us Four Gatos</a> - these four go about meowing in Spanish.</div><div><br /></div><div>Links for all these sites will soon appear to the right.</div><div><br /></div><div>And here are the rules:</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br />Link to the person who passed you this prize (that would be me).<br />Display the badge, the rules and the questionnaire in all or one of your blogs<br />Publish the date when the award had passed to you.<br />Answer four questions following this rule.<br />List at least seven (7) friends in its list of blogs.<br />Come back to <a href="http://bloggistame.blogspot.com/">BLoGGiSTa iNFo CoRNeR</a> and leave the URL of your Post in order for you/your Blog to be added to the Master List.<br />Have fun!</div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-46571204205317270012009-06-11T20:05:00.001-08:002009-06-11T20:19:30.185-08:00The happy day for this little feline family - Tryskuit and I get to witness it<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKyLm_CkrzPLMru8_HWY71Dgksg_xsQXni7lhaXN9sR1qLN85XpPIdh3m8E0ZGjkCeUT2YYFCx-LpouHM48exRsdWdkhhFrzzM9hLr_yBRsTUn5KQ-w-xV6SjcaGkFJafcvZOoueNiReUx/s1600-h/20090518-IMG_0511.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKyLm_CkrzPLMru8_HWY71Dgksg_xsQXni7lhaXN9sR1qLN85XpPIdh3m8E0ZGjkCeUT2YYFCx-LpouHM48exRsdWdkhhFrzzM9hLr_yBRsTUn5KQ-w-xV6SjcaGkFJafcvZOoueNiReUx/s400/20090518-IMG_0511.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346285199691396274" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">As you can see,</span></span> the three were very happy. They played and played. They had a very good time.<br /></div></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEavkPmWo3y6pQftmXfUJa0x1eOGH-q2z6qOPGzXN0bwfLxF1xC3dGELy47oy9b7x0xNy85-5LizLrZyWD4xsr7tpJwjjH1G_qGQZ7e1xuxdznIsTN0e41CYQnhsxWXbeUkyFn3PNnjEgC/s1600-h/20090518-IMG_0514.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEavkPmWo3y6pQftmXfUJa0x1eOGH-q2z6qOPGzXN0bwfLxF1xC3dGELy47oy9b7x0xNy85-5LizLrZyWD4xsr7tpJwjjH1G_qGQZ7e1xuxdznIsTN0e41CYQnhsxWXbeUkyFn3PNnjEgC/s400/20090518-IMG_0514.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346285202943642818" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">Kittens need to eat - and that means that a mom must eat. So she goes off in search of a meal.<br /></div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA43ivvTkWoBvCQe8XM4C85GhNscftAd7mGRYQEzO2xzQ-4AJelW_FRsYC-0tqq8jdADe9OhYm6zkKAbTsC-qtAcQ3jUvW_M3YWsqrJ6HFdLz4t8gcV6hg0o2eN5fm-KuWORR4E62UrpLr/s1600-h/20090518-IMG_0516.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA43ivvTkWoBvCQe8XM4C85GhNscftAd7mGRYQEzO2xzQ-4AJelW_FRsYC-0tqq8jdADe9OhYm6zkKAbTsC-qtAcQ3jUvW_M3YWsqrJ6HFdLz4t8gcV6hg0o2eN5fm-KuWORR4E62UrpLr/s400/20090518-IMG_0516.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346285192262859810" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">And she finds it - right next door where a kindly lady has been putting out food for her. She dines, and soon her food will be kitten food.<br /></div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNAc9nmtgS3O5xNOTL_7Pp-ZGvu89UNjmec7HcgnOYeZS6BY2j67fp94rPeDXCwCZGdeSzIxNs4T5HMNecqv9a7eo6dlb_jAMZixnzHjdUTJBI1l-LaozS08hbK2iXf6_JDAP-F-P2p3D5/s1600-h/20090518-IMG_0520.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNAc9nmtgS3O5xNOTL_7Pp-ZGvu89UNjmec7HcgnOYeZS6BY2j67fp94rPeDXCwCZGdeSzIxNs4T5HMNecqv9a7eo6dlb_jAMZixnzHjdUTJBI1l-LaozS08hbK2iXf6_JDAP-F-P2p3D5/s400/20090518-IMG_0520.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346284844624465842" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">She returns to the kittens.<br /></div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKTsNKd8nj6mV6nVaXp57-N0NyrKPE_y_-bS49DZjrXBUs2QQUFWln3tu-wTpW6UocuNCABZxamDXmEc7OqTYs9jxpOXeaSz40X_xalO3RnlRGL-AyA1dT3cIdrQ9B_KOnnggtm3q6wl8o/s1600-h/20090518-IMG_0526.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKTsNKd8nj6mV6nVaXp57-N0NyrKPE_y_-bS49DZjrXBUs2QQUFWln3tu-wTpW6UocuNCABZxamDXmEc7OqTYs9jxpOXeaSz40X_xalO3RnlRGL-AyA1dT3cIdrQ9B_KOnnggtm3q6wl8o/s400/20090518-IMG_0526.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346284840505645026" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">They continue to play.<br /></div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc1Gn60KtGvK3i95aohWnZv6p_eaaILHHHHjwRFNbWca9d4piNSfdr2YvIegv03b4VyEOKQJ-bkX21ynTFkzexrYM0mxh1v07MwqN-9ghl-GyP2ArXm27BNhENrrEaHjWF9pTFEtOyljXY/s1600-h/20090518-IMG_0530.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc1Gn60KtGvK3i95aohWnZv6p_eaaILHHHHjwRFNbWca9d4piNSfdr2YvIegv03b4VyEOKQJ-bkX21ynTFkzexrYM0mxh1v07MwqN-9ghl-GyP2ArXm27BNhENrrEaHjWF9pTFEtOyljXY/s400/20090518-IMG_0530.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346284841306620818" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">How they play!<br /></div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsuQVbcP08piXfuugIvPR-7_ZGIhCj3GGNqU1PiuqsiqptqoN4tQ2F-_HGxJgqJ6IdkgZoQd9cjGKgma7JqjhtaOwPqqqVzzhZOPp2K1r9YQ4d9m01wuS0m1YMtqzVlEgH_RIfFb__fkw4/s1600-h/20090518-IMG_0536.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsuQVbcP08piXfuugIvPR-7_ZGIhCj3GGNqU1PiuqsiqptqoN4tQ2F-_HGxJgqJ6IdkgZoQd9cjGKgma7JqjhtaOwPqqqVzzhZOPp2K1r9YQ4d9m01wuS0m1YMtqzVlEgH_RIfFb__fkw4/s400/20090518-IMG_0536.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346284835118125890" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">I can't tell you why, but I find myself feeling very fond of these two - and their mother.<br /></div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYiIuQ9XbJc_incBuBOg_AO4MF9G3CM92jL-Ld9JQy70aqyBR38wKqEl2D0bYiBP5yAaSIHz1f32FfxKfJKUDL71tzT-EyBbHFJbXQ2lpL0LkmtmmtxbbJDCpIZOr7MtEDd3FsaBrDFgF0/s1600-h/20090518-IMG_0541.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYiIuQ9XbJc_incBuBOg_AO4MF9G3CM92jL-Ld9JQy70aqyBR38wKqEl2D0bYiBP5yAaSIHz1f32FfxKfJKUDL71tzT-EyBbHFJbXQ2lpL0LkmtmmtxbbJDCpIZOr7MtEDd3FsaBrDFgF0/s400/20090518-IMG_0541.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346284831820165826" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">She nestles in the corner. They come to her. Maybe they will dine now.<br /></div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDb-L3_UJTr_oXwmIsBVf-eEDLx1IeimiPSTslt5qzrKIWmdbNM-DFWgX_5zTi4Adiv66ND02vVOUliFUkBQEAy981pmKX-wEx1JZlNXzQ1CsFRQ62Vi-IMD3Sesu5Vz8blANmLeIYCuAK/s1600-h/20090518-IMG_0546.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDb-L3_UJTr_oXwmIsBVf-eEDLx1IeimiPSTslt5qzrKIWmdbNM-DFWgX_5zTi4Adiv66ND02vVOUliFUkBQEAy981pmKX-wEx1JZlNXzQ1CsFRQ62Vi-IMD3Sesu5Vz8blANmLeIYCuAK/s400/20090518-IMG_0546.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346284386351755314" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;">Nope - they play on.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Next: big drama unfolds for the little cat family.</span></div></span></div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162808830816110654.post-24935462177286087062009-06-10T18:44:00.004-08:002009-06-11T20:20:10.568-08:00Tryskuit and I suffer a big scare, then find the family has moved inches upward<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClIA1H_ParGeHt2A7cJNg_DpeR1kfJzLzxrvGJmlWzKuF6tis12nCclKqJ-U2kYDw8232hqUJ_xd5JfXEmVJryoQ81h9jsc7SKDjCoG5az_FhD2-Q3XMCf6CnXMItP2rxGW4waZJWD1pl/s1600-h/Cats_on_tin_roof0428.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClIA1H_ParGeHt2A7cJNg_DpeR1kfJzLzxrvGJmlWzKuF6tis12nCclKqJ-U2kYDw8232hqUJ_xd5JfXEmVJryoQ81h9jsc7SKDjCoG5az_FhD2-Q3XMCf6CnXMItP2rxGW4waZJWD1pl/s400/Cats_on_tin_roof0428.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345892517290009842" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">We spent three days</span></span></span> on the drive that took us past the roadside stop where we met the pregnant momma cat of the previous post and got the quick glimpse of the black kitten. We arrived back at the home of our Bangalore hosts about 4:00 AM.<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">After we got a few hours sleep, I arose, ate one of Vasanthi's exquisite breakfasts, then went out the back door, climbed up and took a peek into the alcove to see how the momma and her two kittens were doing.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">They were gone! No sign of them.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Both Truskuit and I were very worried. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">We searched, and we asked. We learned that they had been seen through a high kitchen window - the very window that you see here.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">But even there, we could not see them.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Then, as I was sitting working on my laptop, I suddenly heard a call from Tryskuit. "Dad!" she said. "I found the kittens!"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I followed her to an overlook at the back of the house. The picture above is exactly what I saw.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I was so relieved.<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTHB1DUZDm1LD8Tm7vq9_g50DgBwu_qw1ZDk9kmMOFlbp7XJdH1wiZHyV2BN3aFnCvAJ6B5aPbRTxQoQC21IM-hGu5pOsza30UOB29I62tdaK9FFdXnPOI6yv6tKVFExJiZIkHDgCRV-pg/s1600-h/Cats_on_tin_roof0484.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTHB1DUZDm1LD8Tm7vq9_g50DgBwu_qw1ZDk9kmMOFlbp7XJdH1wiZHyV2BN3aFnCvAJ6B5aPbRTxQoQC21IM-hGu5pOsza30UOB29I62tdaK9FFdXnPOI6yv6tKVFExJiZIkHDgCRV-pg/s400/Cats_on_tin_roof0484.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345892513266504450" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The mother cat soon showed up.<br /></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsEG8sofCinlQKe_Fg8N6XIa7mO1IVHeeX6NGZXl_PNUeDPA4PEORpzrzlriTDLGHD_7uYat-o1HYul97c2wfC49o0-cckhK3cG5_hOL1qZo59sCzEA4pZy8jCYakwL-SkCdNcieVfCYnl/s1600-h/Cats_on_tin_roof0436.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsEG8sofCinlQKe_Fg8N6XIa7mO1IVHeeX6NGZXl_PNUeDPA4PEORpzrzlriTDLGHD_7uYat-o1HYul97c2wfC49o0-cckhK3cG5_hOL1qZo59sCzEA4pZy8jCYakwL-SkCdNcieVfCYnl/s400/Cats_on_tin_roof0436.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345892192236691986" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Mom and her two kittens.<br /></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLdtMIZzeXrUy8Hz25KAQpf55LuBwo3OQ5YwF1vA4aaCzz2zRZLoq2OfZ2tv-ud266_6H7BvzG3iOs4z9hWjeelhvAkH1bPTI1BeQjtSNzVFCGRBlmD7j7Myu0TaVTDtyzJR1NBZwPQeoA/s1600-h/Cats_on_tin_roof0440.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLdtMIZzeXrUy8Hz25KAQpf55LuBwo3OQ5YwF1vA4aaCzz2zRZLoq2OfZ2tv-ud266_6H7BvzG3iOs4z9hWjeelhvAkH1bPTI1BeQjtSNzVFCGRBlmD7j7Myu0TaVTDtyzJR1NBZwPQeoA/s400/Cats_on_tin_roof0440.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345892188105542018" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The calico snuggles up to the mom.<br /></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsm4ahVACh28P1dbA9aqDbgm97zn6kbkuZgOjY7mEYqf17dnzU9bmig0BqxWKr_s8n8M8oJQAW21QNyDD_u8xxB9oBebj9tNS7h7wnAVzpUvSU-M38huBzuFqvPoWgPvwt1or0ycFtsvG-/s1600-h/Cats_on_tin_roof0457.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsm4ahVACh28P1dbA9aqDbgm97zn6kbkuZgOjY7mEYqf17dnzU9bmig0BqxWKr_s8n8M8oJQAW21QNyDD_u8xxB9oBebj9tNS7h7wnAVzpUvSU-M38huBzuFqvPoWgPvwt1or0ycFtsvG-/s400/Cats_on_tin_roof0457.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345892186668971554" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The orange sees something beneath the ventilator. What could it be?<br /></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJhnLZEg1rzzE6Sdh2Y1n49kUuHy9TLgRePsJHcxzkBSIIVwDowiDaM4KR7GI8JPsJBmZeeQbr08F4NZf1blucjqsmgULchLowTWAikCN1CIIFmP9OXT3SKQQNDknBnummW1ZxJ6hyoFXZ/s1600-h/Cats_on_tin_roof0458.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJhnLZEg1rzzE6Sdh2Y1n49kUuHy9TLgRePsJHcxzkBSIIVwDowiDaM4KR7GI8JPsJBmZeeQbr08F4NZf1blucjqsmgULchLowTWAikCN1CIIFmP9OXT3SKQQNDknBnummW1ZxJ6hyoFXZ/s400/Cats_on_tin_roof0458.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345892184034567074" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">We will never know, but, presumably, the orange found out.<br /></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQdctDu1XG8uMR9kemtu1IRVAtO328T4WQcaZDQY-aws7LC3ewLzIlvZU3ZNkquhubQ5yr19V44jRAV72rJEtTFRcZd6fzdz3IBkZH1dt1FKTrbirJHKR9ZqQWDB-v93yyp_kxsMJuiLCY/s1600-h/Cats_on_tin_roof0462.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQdctDu1XG8uMR9kemtu1IRVAtO328T4WQcaZDQY-aws7LC3ewLzIlvZU3ZNkquhubQ5yr19V44jRAV72rJEtTFRcZd6fzdz3IBkZH1dt1FKTrbirJHKR9ZqQWDB-v93yyp_kxsMJuiLCY/s400/Cats_on_tin_roof0462.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345892179360652034" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The orange goes for the mom's tail.<br /></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT63WlPKAFdyiFVl-loiqUei8vWa7lefa9D03YuWkxCaycxNTI91BXagh3fYho20_4ULnIQe-w2wNePrbSVUKiC5HGXYJ9bfJRQVVYGjto-H04XVqx8K7-DG8UYPdfNPrGeZ19tqYUQd8y/s1600-h/Cats_on_tin_roof0465.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT63WlPKAFdyiFVl-loiqUei8vWa7lefa9D03YuWkxCaycxNTI91BXagh3fYho20_4ULnIQe-w2wNePrbSVUKiC5HGXYJ9bfJRQVVYGjto-H04XVqx8K7-DG8UYPdfNPrGeZ19tqYUQd8y/s400/Cats_on_tin_roof0465.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345891646231859842" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The calico goes for the orange's tail.<br /></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_o9Wj-k_u1jE3EmpxxQ9QgXgMv-zuDC6Il9fl8XPZL7l2BoyV-I0AyHisalybjlc1wIh4s-9vk0Eab7i1pOqb84i9OTwDqhQJJ45o7u-SGE7fto9m8xff4Ejlgj-xXzP8CM4IdLRbv3R4/s1600-h/Cats_on_tin_roof0466.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_o9Wj-k_u1jE3EmpxxQ9QgXgMv-zuDC6Il9fl8XPZL7l2BoyV-I0AyHisalybjlc1wIh4s-9vk0Eab7i1pOqb84i9OTwDqhQJJ45o7u-SGE7fto9m8xff4Ejlgj-xXzP8CM4IdLRbv3R4/s400/Cats_on_tin_roof0466.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345891639469718834" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The calico and the orange snuggle.<br /></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE5ioahMPh8I5yzhNXaVb2LswHpHk_TRO9WF3k3qCoYRYyYgFSsT401A0MYzP220NoRRKnre-3UM949IB3JGd0k_HYRLwRYv5ttXXYeLeRGXWsNo-W_I2LTAeougCq_D60MshcGeRtxSFB/s1600-h/Cats_on_tin_roof0472.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE5ioahMPh8I5yzhNXaVb2LswHpHk_TRO9WF3k3qCoYRYyYgFSsT401A0MYzP220NoRRKnre-3UM949IB3JGd0k_HYRLwRYv5ttXXYeLeRGXWsNo-W_I2LTAeougCq_D60MshcGeRtxSFB/s400/Cats_on_tin_roof0472.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345891635222896562" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The scene, looking beyond. As you can see, the homes are all very close together.<br /></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgsBSMVlt7Pny8CUx9ZbAdnlezazxr6R0LSBVIPR882f6YJ2oAsoUYvoggPGIMGDus2LlCSlT6QEVcwf2nEF_f5g3Mo56-gLsbm_A1MpBKVXRGuFJjxYAXtiOTV9GLOk9Bxipu3tjs8Ivt/s1600-h/Cats_on_tin_roof0478.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgsBSMVlt7Pny8CUx9ZbAdnlezazxr6R0LSBVIPR882f6YJ2oAsoUYvoggPGIMGDus2LlCSlT6QEVcwf2nEF_f5g3Mo56-gLsbm_A1MpBKVXRGuFJjxYAXtiOTV9GLOk9Bxipu3tjs8Ivt/s400/Cats_on_tin_roof0478.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345891630423663122" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The orange looks for a meal while the calico plays with Mom's tail.<br /></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJ4Vr2i7NTf8MAE3sJG6nNM8GIikHVryE-ZXayVkS9tnNVP7s7tGlx75hAgZUbVCWZW1Uq33U7hZyNp1T2_f2Yypz9KZCNhKVXTry1Qkc90Gn38lKa1H_5cMXPlUO23bck8WcyarQUCEp/s1600-h/Cats_on_tin_roof0489.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJ4Vr2i7NTf8MAE3sJG6nNM8GIikHVryE-ZXayVkS9tnNVP7s7tGlx75hAgZUbVCWZW1Uq33U7hZyNp1T2_f2Yypz9KZCNhKVXTry1Qkc90Gn38lKa1H_5cMXPlUO23bck8WcyarQUCEp/s400/Cats_on_tin_roof0489.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345891626789604130" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tryskuit and I, observing the beautiful little calico. As you can see, their new home is just below the small segment of tin roof. This is only inches above the alcove where they had been living.<br /></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">This story wi</span>ll continue.</div>Grahamn Krackerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154842525792185712noreply@blogger.com2